the poem pond: poems by frogs, for frogs


turned away from god and found him standing right behind you

I heard you spurned your daily bread,
what have you ever tried instead?

Did you think you could be broke
from the turn of Loki's spoke?

Perhaps you'll peek down deep in hell
to find out if you like the smell?

Then maybe you'll look up Buddha's law,
to see if you can find a flaw?

Will you turn your face up to the stars,
and ponder how to conquer Mars?

And should chance bring you to the Tao,
will you even bother to wonder how?

I'm sure by then you'll have to say,
"There's not much to it, anyway!"