Apprenticing to the Steam
This poem, yet-to-be-published, inspired the track "Cicada" on Roy Mattson's wonderful album, Music of the Smoky Rainbow
If you apprentice yourself to the steam
surrounding Zen master Cicada,
I have to warn you:
Through the long reverberating waves
and short-pulsing bursts of his teaching
something will be installed within you.
A hot glowing coal of knowledge
that slowly burns out
inside of you.
In the end, you’ll be empty
You can’t make plans anymore
look for an angle
pine after old loves
...or would-be ones.
Ego’s factory and distribution center
has a sign out front that reads:
Closed for Business.
You’ve become a ghost, prematurely,
in a world quickly on its own way to dying.
Now, there is only watching the years trot by
waiting for the body to catch up
which Cicada Mind
is already most intimate.