Poem for Beginner's Mind (初心)

You can fill the page

With your personal slang

And silly rhymes

And still not advance

Beyond the starting line

Because the empty page

Is the surest sign of

Beginner’s mind

When mind itself

Falls under erasure

Only then does duality

Begin to subside like

The shadowless tree

Under a cloudless sky

In such silence where 
Poems from the first abide