Undistinguished

[osho]

Everyone wants to dwarf the rest in the hall
I come not in the slightest in your mold
You want flashy and meaty
Not that I am totally skeletally emaciated
I am still kissable - try and feel

I am not on high and not on low
Neither a zenith nor a nadir

I can rise if you want to hug me
And I can send quivers inside you
By tremors of strokes and touches

I want to be equitable and paralleled
Trends and whims will while away me

Everyone may find someone at some point in life
I do not walk carrying baskets of despair
I take every turn for a short respite
Small things, small desires and small Gods
Small beings environ me all the while
I do not want slave away the rest of life
I am not a prisoner of passions
I do not fear being the run of the mill
For the joy of letting go is immeasurable
This fast world and express fulfillment