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Solstice
Look: for a minutethe light takes over darkas the great wheel turns.Then, in the next span of now,the shadow always grows back. There must be balancein our illusion of two – no up without down,until we are reconciledbeyond the borders … Continue reading
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Tagged balance, emptiness, poetic forms, seasons, solstice, tanka, waka
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The Tuition of Wisdom
True knowledge is free; it grows like roadside flowers. Who can afford it? The trick is letting it go so it can keep blossoming. Paying tuition at such a school is so hard: you owe attention. You can’t write a … Continue reading
Not So Empty
Emptiness is form; nothing has nothing in it, like air in a jar. Saying the jar owns that air is a foolish way to think. Form is emptiness; nothing has something to it that is not alone. Thinking one jar’s … Continue reading
Seasoning
Time knows no season; Spring doesn’t turn to Summer in just one moment. The now is all that exists. You cannot measure its span. Life did not begin; it is always here and now. It is infinite. Before you take … Continue reading
Shikantaza
Who is just sitting? It is not me, or is it, here on the cushion. Who is asking the question? Nobody really knows that. 13 JUN 2024 Share This:
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Tagged emptiness, meditation, poetic forms, self, tanka, waka, zazen
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This Moment of Now
In a moment’s spanlife expands to fill the void;a flower bloomingis a gentle breath of air:earth and sky come together. 04 JUN 2024 Share This:
Rainbows and sunshine: tanka
This note may be dark, but it reflects the weather. Besides, too much light fades color from everything. What a gray world that would make! Rainbows and sunshine do not help the whole world grow. There must be dark storms … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, balance, dark, illusion, Japanese verse forms, light, perception, poetic forms, rain, sunshine, tanka
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