Spiritual Discipline

This is my spiritual discipline.

I give myself permission to eat
whatever is delicious.

I act my age: not even

one moment old.

I vow to dance with a perfect stranger.

Every morning

I breathe away the dream

and gaze inside,

smiling at the sun
in the radiant mirror

of my heart.

Then I go outside

to embrace eight billion lovers,
satisfying each one

with a feast of light,
a taste of wine
from the barrel of foolishness.


Painting: Susan Sedon-Boulet