Om Improvement

the yolk is gone
the shell shall hatch
a simple temple
stone and thatch

uprooting all the nicotine weeds
lighting up a new day
a common dream
jade none the same

reading, rereading
the Tao Te Ching
like migrating oragami
o’er Appalachian chi

no half measures
no grandiose gambit
going to the dojo
I want my tower damn it