A Short Poem About a Silvery Pearl

As Yasutani Roshi says

The fundamental delusion

Of humanity is to suppose

That I am here and

You are out there –

Receive this as truth

From a sage who was born

Clutching a silvery pearl

His mother had ingested

Or as Wittgenstein suggests

It’s not quite turtles all the way down

But rather at the deepest level

Grammar drives human thought
And not the other way around

A silvery pearl