At least 100 times a day
you put your heart on trial for the same crime.
But when you stand before the judge
he cannot name a law that was broken.
"You're guilty anyway!" he shouts.
Nodding vigorously, you answer, "Yes I am, yes I am!"
Friend, you need a defender
who can get this case thrown out of court.
A tricky advocate like Jesus,
a mellifluous lawyer like Krishna, wearing bling,
or a mad naked poetess to plead your case,
Then you'll walk out of prison free.
The light that dawns on your face
will shine from inside you.
Gardens will turn green again.
And the drowsiest flower will gaze up and whisper,
"See? Nothing was ever wrong."
Artwork by Paul Heussenstamm