Unfortunately,
the particles within us
do not wish to be defined.
By their nature
they prefer to remain
as clouds,
clouds of probability,
clouds of possibility.
These particles do not wish to be captured.
And if one is, a sympathetic ones comes
from far away, to share defining.
Particles are shy.
And this is the battle we face our whole lives,
to remain, the cloud of possibility, elusive,
undefined, free, invisible, not singled out,
that or to step toward the definition,
all the filters that say in polite society,
who are you, what are you, what is it that you do.

The monk is a realist, obeys, accepts
the nature of particles as they are,
sitting in meditation, not causing any harm,
true to the nature of deep reality.