In God’s scheme of things
I am pinned, I like to think
As the world is spinning around me
With its plusses and minuses
With treats of the Light and the Dark
And many a shade in between
A riot in fact
While I am at the static core
Taking in the psychedelic
Yet emerging out untainted
To radiate and to revel in
And that’s yogic thinking
For me, for you, for all
