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When Fate deigns I drop my body

   and leave it by the side of the road,

   does not also this world and all its

   accoutrements dissolve

How strong must the force of my karma

   be that I would return and pick up 

   where I left off

Will the art of sitting-still-and-doing-nothing

   ensure my exile, as I would not wish to

   repeat this consequence, but to reconcile

   with my Creator, a penitent prodigal,

   for alas I have not yet the exalted skills 

   of the one who created me