0210 Joy Waits
Squalling and naked you enter.
Stumbling and slow you'll leave.
Between, you'll struggle to achieve
love, money, prestige or power.
But all along deep in your center
joy waits and seeks to flower

4211 Smaller Groups
We habitually choose our smaller groups
We don't know how to belong larger.
It would take almost unhuman departure,
demanding too much letting go.
But any other path means getting no
closer to heaven and no farther from brutes