Crazy Da Must Sing
My room is slanted,
eaves are falling in the eaves,
A man announces the lack of wisdom,
when he builds a temporary,
My body is all angles on the round.
My mind pursues the secret logic
of my Nature.
But the body was not made forever.
Only until I should know the Truth.
When I knew the Truth,
the body and my room were unconcerned.
Then I was free to shake them down.
I made a perfect soundness
for my dwelling.
And my form is love.