Seeing into my mind,
I wipe the floor.
Grasping the moment,
I read sutras.
Posts Tagged ‘poem’
Don’t give me a name
Wednesday, August 13th, 2008Wind upon face.
Trees, streets, sounds of cars.
No practice, no form, no name.
Empty like space, mind is.
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Moon
Monday, August 4th, 2008The moon has two faces.
One light and radiant looking upon the earth reflects the sun.
The other dark and mysterious looks out to the universe.
Which face am I?
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The Method of No-Method: The Chan Practice of Silent Illumination