A powerful practice that prevents him from reverting to his past ways.

 

Today everything felt serendipitous.

I met a couple who were splendiferous.

Ladyewell, near Preston, a Holy Shrine.

I met a couple who gladdened my mind.

 

We held so much in common, places and jobs.

All we said, we never sobbed.

A monk and meditation were at the heart.

Something I’ve missed from the very start.

 

My first practice, I loved to do!

But something stopped me, I’m sure you knew!!

Delusion and fear were at the root.

But meditation, I missed, such a precious fruit.

 

I nearly converted back to my old practice.

But something prevented me, the fact is.

Now, I meditate twice daily.

Rising and retiring for 30 minutes, gaily.

 

I practice without failing.

It is an antidote for my ailing.

The highlight of my day, to sit in still and quiet.

Wishing it would affect my diet!