As a surprise to me, at some point I suddenly found myself writing poetry. Well yeah you're right, this “some point” wasn't random, something happened, but that's not the point. Anyway, here you can find some of what I came up with.
* * * I am the anchor, firm, at rest She is the wave who can't be guessed I am the tree whose roots run deep She is the bird no branch can keep Her chaos sings, my presence stays A dance of anchors, winds, and waves Together, held in give and take The sea, the sky, the world we make
* * * The mind declares: this cannot stay What warms you now will fade away The heart replies: yet in her eyes I glimpse a truth that never lies The mind insists: that truth is clear No lasting future waits you here The heart responds: your truth is small Hers reaches deeper, through it all The mind demands: why play along? This song is odd, some notes are wrong The heart concedes: a little odd Yet it's so precious, pure, like gold The mind recalls: the more you stay The harder it will hurt someday The heart reflects: impermanence Is how we learn life's deepest sense