“Okay, so this is where I get to do my Kleenex trick. No rabbits though. Sai Baba materializes all kinds of things. I play with tissues. Watch me pull a universe out of my hat.”
WHITE WEB SEMINARS
Touching the Liquorman’s elbow,
how soft, loose and tender
the bar-room beanstalk really is.
Old Ramesh comes up with gentle
like a petal, speaks my name,
opens his arm in a half embrace.
These small encounters touch me,
knowing those beings
whom Being destroyed,
for all their mannerist wit
are un-resistant like the sky.
They wear white garments
for crowded web site seminars,
watch tennis on TV, and fondly meet;
but sky, the waterspout, earth
and persons through them pass
meeting no resistance,
catching nothing up.
from Poems of Eclipse, 1999