Avocado

Avacado
by Gary Snyder

The Dharma is like an avacado!
Some parts so ripe you can't believe it,
But it's good.
And other parts hard and green
Without much flavor,
Pleasing those who like their eggs
                                  well-cooked.

And the skin is thin
The great big round seed
In the middle,
Is your own Original Nature --
Pure and smooth,
Almost nobody ever splits it open
Or ever tries to see
If it will grow.

Hard and slippery,
It looks like
You should plant it -- but then
It shoots out thru the
                fingers --
gets away.