Sometimes you don’t need the mos maiorum
To remember the way to the sanctum sanctorum
Sometimes you don’t need that guy with the skull
(When your head is stupid and dull)
Standing behind you, whispering ‘memento mori’
Making you feel sorry
Sometimes you don’t need a towering rival
To remember what to do
Sometimes you don’t need a whip to see yourself
And remember that you’re a Fool
Sometimes you don’t need the stigmata
To remember the ecstasy of nirvana
Sometimes you don’t need these things
To remember what is real
To remember what is trivial
That Life is bigger than ego
That Death is not just zero
Sometimes all you need is that one kind soul
When you’re way down in the hole
Who says the right thing at the right time
It needn’t be in rhyme
That puts everything into perspective
True wisdom, gleaned without service
Without the need for rigorous ponderings
Or mystical meanderings
Without waging berserk battles of verses
Or carting hearses
Without performing severe penances
Or purchasing new lenses
Without hard pilgrimages or epic quests
Without encountering bests and worsts
Lessons learnt without pain
Thanks to the providence of simple words
A stupendous miracle that Everyman can enjoy
Sometimes it’s pretty easy
To learn how to laugh at yourself
When you’re in the right company.
Whispers of the Universe 