Ending ... not the end
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Ending
Ending ... and alone again ... hardly the end
Shell
Nothing, nothing at all
is born,
is born,
dies, the shell says again
and again,
from the depth of hollowness.
Its body
swept off by tide - so what?
It sleeps
in sand, drying in sunlight,
bathing
in moonlight. Nothing to do
with sea
or anything else. Over
and over
it vanishes with the wave.
Shinkichi Takahashi
(1901-1987)
13 December 2022
09 December 2022
Distraction
Distraction ... all's not lost, yet
The myriad differences resolved by sitting, all doors opened.
In this still place I follow my nature, be what it may.
From the one hundred flowers I wander freely,
the soaring cliff - my hall of meditation
(with the moon merged, my mind is motionless).
Sitting on this frosty seat, no further dream of fame.
The forest, the mountain follow their ancient ways,
and through the long spring day, not even the shadow of a bird.
Reizan
(d.1411)
06 December 2022
Dominance
Dominance ... when speed is inconsequential
Four and fifty years
I've hung the sky with stars.
Now I leap through -
what shattering!
Dogen
(1200-1253)
02 December 2022
Present
Present ... to or not to
Mountain dwelling
Things of the past are already long gone
and things to be, distant beyond imagining.
The Tao is just this moment, these words:
plum blossoms fallen; gardenias opening.
and things to be, distant beyond imagining.
The Tao is just this moment, these words:
plum blossoms fallen; gardenias opening.
Ch'ing Kung
(d.1352)
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