Hither and thither
here and there
searching for drama
going somewhere.

Instead of remaining
at home in the heart
without the drama
a place apart.

Contriving to do more
leads only to striving
the joy of being
rests in our abiding.

Intentionally waiting
for nothing to happen
the world laughs out loud
at our contemplative passion.

Hither and thither
here we go
pretending activty
will make us grow.

When sitting in silence
sitting alone
we soon realize
we've already grown.