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