Category: Zen – Buddhism
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Poem – The Sea and the Empty Field
I awake to a sun touching each empty element and empty seed, vessels like stem cells will sprout into anything. I think of a willow tree providing shade and shelter and one emerges. I sit beneath the spindly limbs and I remember two ships anchored at sea, braced against the November Gales their bellies empty.…
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The Guardians of Silver Lake
Minnesota. Negative 10. Snow and beautiful sunshine. The trail is empty. The sky is clear. The snow crunches. My breath heavy. A path across the pond around the lake, but I am not alone. Still, silent, rising from the icy depths. Snow guardians.
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Two Winter Poems
A few zen moments as I took the snowshoes through the woods and to the hill top overlooking a nature preserve and frozen ponds filled with crisscrossing deer tracks. (1) In winter’s depth We scan the frozen lake’s shoreline glowing beneath the sun. In winter’s depth The white landscape Keeps her secrets and Resists the…
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Poem – The Orange Sky Burns
The orange sky burns cloud timbers graying and ashen purple smoke escapes the embers, blue sky becomes more rare succumbing as the fire spreads from the horizon toward the moon and venus. Columns of fire support the sky upon a platform of gray clouds between each blink of an eye the boundary, a division, moves…
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Poem – Questions
From a distance I asked the tree Silent questions. For days we stood face to face In the gulf of uncertainty as Words flowed between in a language I did not know. Its leaves began to change and I asked how this felt. Does it hurt? When the leaves began to fall en masse I…
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Poem – After The Fog
This poem was written as a response to the visual prompt at Northography. We walked the shoreline into the thick fog. Guided by instincts closed eyes and the way feet touch the ground we fell into the fog. Days passed as we felt safe, held by something we did not know or understood. Questions fell…
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Poem – Reflection
The calendar turns an arbitrary delineation time passing one numbered year to another. Moving through and beyond this system of numerals the flow becomes more chaotic, less understood, more beautiful. When the meaning is removed when each layer is peeled away we find inside everything we hope for, everything we dream of, everything we can…
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Winter’s Message
Within the depth of winter, there is a message. As 2013 comes to a close, we look back and look forward. What can we do to better ourself as an individual and within the community we all are part of to some degree? Winter has blanketed the land and trees with her white wonder. The…
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Repost – Our Holographic Universe
From: http://www.dailygalaxy.com/my_weblog/2013/12/our-holographic-universe-a-new-theory-of-space-time-a-2013-most-popular.html Our Holographic Universe –A New Theory of Space-Time (2013 Most Popular) Researchers at the University of Southampton have taken a significant step in a project to unravel the secrets of the structure of our Universe. One of the main recent advances in theoretical physics is the holographic principle. According to this idea, our…
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Poem – Where Chaos Meets Clarity (by Harmony Green)
This poem was kindly shared from the blog Daily Danspirations. Chaos clustered and coating me Bound I am to my own shortcomings I fall short in coming back around Life too long labored and languid Has loosened my resolve Clarity….come…. in your slow and hard pending birth Sparked in the friction of the frenzied feast….The…
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Of Religion, Spirituality, and Nothing
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays. Whatever your belief or non-belief (to say you believe in nothing is still a belief system); whatever deity or non-deity you look toward for guidance, comfort, or even out of a sense of obligation, is a personal choice. It is a choice that no other person, group, or government should…
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Poem by Zen Master Ryokan
Another year lingers to an end; Heaven sends a bitter frost. Fallen leaves cover the mountains And there are no travelers to cast shadows on the path. Endless night: dried leaves burn slowly on the hearth. Occasionally, the sound of freezing rain. Dizzy, I try to recall the past – Nothing here but dreams. ~…
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Buddhism – Four Noble Truths
The four noble truths emphasize a practice in learning to live and how to lessen suffering. There is suffering There is a cause of suffering, which is craving and attachment There is cessation of suffering There is a path of practice that brings about this cessation This path starts with recognizing and being aware of…
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Poem – Deconstructed, part 3 (Fracture 12)
Have we met before? Perhaps on a distant planet, on the other side of the known universe. White and gold petals scattered through the void we cannot see, while consuming everything we do see. I stand within light on a floating island. The willow tree comforts me on the long journey from planet to planet,…
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Poem – The Sky is Burning
The black sky of antiquity replaced by what we do not know what we fear. In the depths of thought do we remember the ancient rituals and sacrifice at the base of each tree, at the shoreline, at our fingertips? The burning sky approaches from the south, consuming what we do not know what we…