You do suffer and in that suffering you are beautiful, radiant--
Like a spring morning glistening with dew on the lilies
dressed in the cool heat of the vernal sun.
I said to you, "Just don't be guilty"
It is not easy balancing the mundane with the sublime.
Somehow we must find a way, like a zipper
with teeth that grind when out of sync, we must find
the smooth sensual parts of our lives so that the teeth
can bite and we can ride up our lives with ease and satisfaction.