I tossed karma…As far as, I could banish it…Into the woods.  And, there I sat.  Basking in my ego’s afterglow.

With ice like wax drippings on the ground and the surrounding trees.  Again and again, I became caught in my own imaginings.  I felt so very, very, pleased.

Robust and giddy from my glazed revelation…And, with the sun’s regal glare.  I had not seen karma slide back to me…here, there, everywhere!

It sat lonely, once again, at my feet.  In need of grave repair.