Don’t blame yourself
or build paradise out of your faults and miseries,
don’t ask your tired nerves for a halo erected out of truth,
or demand the unexpected serenity of a vision.
Please, try to understand, the world
couldn’t care less. Don’t mislead or deceive or fight
or turn tomorrow into an opportunity.
Don’t plan equilibrium and reason for yourself
—always a good shadow. Pay attention to your obsession
with the imaginary moon, silver-plate your phantom’s song.
Any day’s a good beginning.
An hour can be agreed upon.
Don’t hurry, it’s like a scuba-diver
groping the waters of the sea.
Without fear but with the passing grace
of a man who has never known
to where he is going.