The Buddhists speak of an Unenlightened
Face the face of one who has not yet
found the light as I walk I turn my
face toward the sun I feel its warmth
but the light has not yet entered me
perhaps the light must come from what
was written what was told by those
who sat beside him long ago I read
the texts but the light does not enter
me I know it is not given to all to
receive the light no matter how they
may long for it perhaps I’m one of
the darkfaced the sons of attachment.
–James Laughlin, from "The Bird of Endless Time," l987
Kit Stolz 