three great pains

this place has three great pains the first is just pain the sensation compelling ow it's as familiar as pimples and heartache a movement of beauty and sorrow

the second is change nothing gold can stay but more interestingly to me the misalignment in time the forces of happiness always out of joint never quite converging in the great unified celebration of that wished for perfection

the third is the great loss no matter what else may transpire what does it profit a man if he gain the whole world the death row fellow's final meal is every bite i ever take

yet hidden in these three hard devils is the greatest power that exists in the universe far greater than any material reaction of stars and galaxies entrenched in these immovable imperatives the great key which unlocks every mystery

and though tis meet to name it so i am loathe to call it love for it is far closer to the heart of the heart of the heart of this word

its power rests in the truth that none is exempt this catastrophe trinity grants not a one special status and though this idealology or that might claim a rite of grace none may so proffer without first requiring the price of belief

and so on an easter sunday more splendid for me than any i could name i thought to sermonize in free verse on this power beyond compare in all being

the facts of pain and change and loss naturally indicate the single useful posture of being

infinite kindness

politicslly i don't care be they monarchy or oligarchy or matriarchy or patriarchy or social-archy or democracy or whatever any successful system must first require this heart in its adherents

infinite kindness

economically i don't care be they capitalist or socialist or whatever any successful system must first require this heart in its adherents

infinite kindness

religiously i don't care be they Buddhist or Hindu or Christian or Muslim or whatever any successful system must first require this heart in its adherents

infinite kindness

and the reason is all bound in these three great pains

for none is exempt from these the heart of the widow is as broken as the heart of the pimpled forsaken teen or the parent bereft of their infant's warmth or the deceased millionaire or the cast-out street urchin or whatever the only beneficial mind available to feeling awareness is this limitless kindness

think only without exception i will go that way too and so before i do let me find the infinitely available toehold called now and use its leverage to launch an assault of kindness on these fetters of realishness and bathe the universe in this my infinite light

and sure wrangle and argue and protest and assert but never without the heart which reacts pliantly without thought how may i serve you brother sister prisoner of these three pains

just love and then it may be as our Lord has said great is your reward in heaven that other realm where these pains hold no sway nor even have sounds to say