I lit an old candle,
Couldn’t wait till tomorrow,
Made it spread it’s light today,
I still follow Zen and I obey,
I sit and meditate and let the light of the candle
Make my thoughts align like once aligned heavy stars.
I am of virtue seekers,
I am of the old breed of single-hearted barons,
Looking for solitude in shame and embarrassment in front of men and women,
Scolded by the children and the old,
I am an insanely sane bastard of old.