James M. Wilton

April 4, 2015 Winter snow engollops us in the bottom of a teacup Affairs of the world: abrupt airliner drops on Alp -- all dead Dead guru cries in my mind's eye, then stops. Then pops a cap in my puffed pride Dead guru lies under hate like silence between harsh words Flies in the face of ignorance, as I erupt in irritation Offers Kingdom's keys to poor me Celebrate the Kingdom! State heart's first thought! Meditate on this! -James M. Wilton