Inside, warm candle-glow
Outside, songbird launches skyward
One of us will live
In full-throated heedlessness, not knowing minutes or memory
And then the light will fade
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A personal, practical search for what was never lost: the sanctity of each moment; the profound presence of the physical body; the kindliness of the human heart; the interreflections of psyche and nature.
What Is It?
This blog spans many years of personal inquiry, from early days as a lay Zen trainee at an American Zen Monastery, to more recent times as a Dharma practitioner and parent in suburbia.
The latest offerings aren't exactly poems. I am just trying to tell the truth in the simplest way I know how, paying attention to phrasing and the sounds of language.
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1 comment:
The song bird has a good chance, but I'm putting my money on "D".
-the outlaw jozy wales
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