Teaching God

Teaching God  Other people might Exist And if they do They are in the same boat As you In other words No one knows a thing about What's going on Even the cleverest person Is in your situation Your predicament So who will you ask? If the teacher was Different And knew why everything Was like it was Why would he teach? Why would he try to Change what is Into what isn't? Why teach acceptance Instead of doing it? The teacher seeks To teach And is known as Someone who knows In the appearance In lila But in the real The teacher has No authority No choice Just like the seeker Neither can help themselves Being themselves The teacher is the taught Teaching and learning happen Out of nowhere Logic breaks down And everything just is A guru is wonderful But so are you And just as true Which is not true at all Only everything is Already And a kind teacher might offer Shared bewilderment As the highest Intelligence You start out wanting to Understand the universe And quickly realize You can't understand These word-thought symbols Yet thoughts are no different from A cup and saucer Or a hot bath And to seek meaning at all Is to ultimately ask "Where does the next thought  come from?" Which amazingly enough Is this thought How impossible How beautiful Truth is dancing But you are not allowed to peep You and I are trapped In not knowing God is under His own spell Don't move Hold still! And let events Pass through you In exactly the way  They are