Sympathy is sometimes good,
Especially if you are not made of wood.
Empathy can be superior
If to metal, your brain’s nearer.
Do you want to be fulfilled?
Don’t get ground by coffee mills.
Would you like to be superior?
Do not venture to your interior.
Journeys often end in struggle.
As they make the mind more muddled.
Archaic words can be a joy,
But sometimes archaisms annoy.
Do you like tea from Ceylon?
Alas my own supply’s all gone.
Do you want to study grief?
Take your lessons from a leaf.
After short weeks on a tree
To be cast off is destiny.
Into earth, the leaves return
To become food for journeying worms.
So it will be for us all,
Regarding not our status tall
How my heart sings 