Mind’s the best teacher

Begin there, O seeker

Holding memories so vast

Anywhere we see, it’s the past

The mind’s welcome is sweet

Soft desires come to greet

We enter, hoping to learn

But knowledge is difficult to earn

Mind’s a school of distractions

We succumb to transactions

That makes us forget the yearning

Why do we keep returning?

There is a teacher ready

When awareness is steady

The mind pours out its heart

Teaching us where to start