Body first. . .
breathe. . .
well, what’s that worth?

it helps you sense
from places, patterns
soft or hard,
relaxed or tense,
right now and here,
just what you need. . .

Brain second. . .
those trains
and turns of thought
along each smooth
and wicked curve,
and notice when and where
they’re cutting off your air,
and so have got
your body tied
in countless knots. . .

Slow them down,
dare on a deeper level
to perceive:

what are the gnarliest gnarls down there?

Give them some love,
allow them space,
and time and ease,

Then, with their permission,
find them friends
you can bring in,
to help create
a prettier, smoother scene
with kinder thoughts,
that can start a new brain party,
and a slate to play and write upon
that’s clear and clean,

have those be very friendly thoughts
you love to spend your time around,
and have them carry
cargo of cognition
more pleasing to your present self,
more useful for your forward-looking,
life-fulfilling vision,
which you build
with a
big box of stuff
that makes you happier
and craftier,
and ready
in a brighter future to believe,

and, after your good nurture
has brought that brain and body– yours!–
into better working, loving, playing order,

you can take a little peek
at category number three–
the sum total
of all those countless, nagging trivialities,
which rate, at best, a distant third
to brain-body vitality,
though some of them,
you will nonetheless
select to do
as important
to your whole list
of priorities. . .

you will be free to pick and choose,
but, like as not,
this I think you’re apt to do
quite sparingly,

For this small stuff
is not the vessel
housing your sweet
heart and spirit,
the core of you
for whom your body brain
is actually
the dedicated, loving servant,

So if,
on any day
you your key priorities forget,

“One– body,
two– brain,
three– all the rest.”

your true, wise heart
well knows
that those first twain
are its earthly grounding plain,
and help it see
just where it is
and how its journey goes,

and the others,
+++++by the order
+++++our wise Universe has set,
+++++to our containing
+++++body brain
entirely subservient.

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