Simplicity

Easy is a trick trap door

That sinks to shadows dark and deep.

And though it may seem effortless

It makes a promise hard to keep.

 

To be the sum of many parts

And know the answer plain and pure

The keeper fills his goblet with

Enlightenment to long endure.

 

Thus, the gift of foresight lends itself

To shrewd sagacity and

Shreds the bolts of burly cloth

To threads of soft simplicity.

 

Brave to dwell in austere comfort

Cloaked in spartan modesty,

Dancing nigh to innocence,

Sustained by practicality.

 

Unpretentious,

Minimal,

Void of complicated toil,

Feeds the need to simplify,

To sow and grow

In fertile soil.