zen and suffering part season (you need study no doctrines whatever)

here we have
fresh avocados the whole
year round.
there are no seasons.

here we have
rain turns to snow turns
again to rain.
there are no seasons.

here we have
always enough reasons
for our killing.
there are no seasons.

here we have
bodies in river,
rocks in river,
bodies washed from river.
there are no seasons.

here we have
leaves of green leaves
of gold leaves of ochre
leaves of imagination.
there are no seasons.

here we have
passions that turn us
to sanctity to care to
bludgeon to possess.
there are no seasons.

here we have
depressions
in earth, depressions
in body. here
we have
high soaring
peaks of earth, high
soaring peaks of body.
there are no seasons.

here we have
drifting, ten feet
high one hundred feet
high, drifting.
there are no seasons.

here we have
you and no-you.
here we have
us and no-us.
here we have
mind and no-mind.
here we have
other and other and
other and no-other.
there are no seasons.

here we have
and still we want.
here we have
and still we long.
here we have
and still we take.
there are no seasons.

here we have
babies bounce to sleep.
here we have
babies bounce to burp.
here we have
babies scream to red-faced,
seconds later round to bright
smile.
there are no seasons.