Why ask only the doer?

Why ask only the hardworking doer in myself
When so many more interesting people
Live in the many rooms of my beautiful house?

Why not meet the visionary under the roof 
Who can show me exciting new horizons?

Or make an appointment with the adventurer
Who will insist that real life
Starts only when I dare to
be more of who I am.

Or the philosopher who will ask,
“Have you considered another perspective?”
Or the singer who will laugh and say,
“Sing kirtan and let your soul rise.”

Why limit myself to that list-ticking housekeeper
with his tunnel vision — spinning on a hamster wheel.
Are there not so many more inspiring people in my house
Who know the way upwards into the world of ecstatic love?