How confusing it all is.
'Humility' suggests crouching.
But what it means is relaxing,
Allowing happiness to happen.
Everything we think is wrong.
'Analysis' is a nagging mind.
'Intuition' a disaster.
In 'on my honor' there is no honor.
Wipe me empty, make me clean
Transplant your brain in mine.
Rewrite my lexicography.
Make words my friends again.
(2006)
Mike Finley
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-prayer-for-redefinition/
