Bearing my Soul

In this house which I must share with a den of other bear,

Merv has a flare for this

I have learned to meditate, rather than to medicate.

It has been a long time coming. First I started out by humming

"Honeyhoneyhoneyhoney". But the others found it funny.

So I went inside my head, and I hummed it there instead.

Nothing seemed to ease my mind. I could not easily unwind.

Then, the power failed one night, and we ate by candlelight.

This, to me was revelation. Here I found true inspiration!

Nothing else can hold a candle to the insights I can handle.

Enlightened now by matchless thought, I'm on fire. Hey, man! I'm hot!

Some may flame me, but, no doubt, I will never be put out.

With a candle here to tend, I can sit for days on end,

(Less, of course, if it is burning), meditating, thinking, learning.

I wonder. Can it be a fact that candles were what bear dens lacked?

I know that I find meditation more relaxed than hibernation.