There are no new ideas.

Leonard Cohen intones,
“There’s a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.”
Rumi penned something similar in 13th century Persia.
Plagiarism? Or homage? Wikipedia might reveal.

Sit crisscross applesauce.
We don’t call it Indian style anymore.
Was the original term referencing Hindu mystics rather than Native Americans? Have we confused our cultural appropriation?

Focus attention on heart center.
Am I doing this right?
What about my eyes?
What about my passion?
What about my heart?
My dialogue like Rumi’s. My answer, too.
Quiet mind means no distraction from pain and sorrow.

Passed down from teacher to student,
Seeker to seeker,
Through chant and rhyme and meme.
Stay.
Let Light enter you.