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Wandering thoughts
And shifting imagery
Broken by the sound
Of the fridge waking up
I return to the task
[14 July 08]
When sitting becomes
An act of will
The way is lost
[14 July 08]
August night
I put my book down to sleep
Bat squeaks echo in the dark
[21 August 08]
Climbing the staircase
The moon rising in the east
Breaks through the clouds
And steals my breath away
[19 August 08]
A refreshing cold shower
Eases my mosquito bites
Perspiration continues
To bead on my brow
[28 July 08]
A luminous moon
Over Callow Hill
Sets the clouds aglow
While the trees
Remain black
[17 July 08]
A ghostly moon over
Callow Hill
Illuminates the clouds
And glows through the gaps
[17 July 08]
As the moon rises
And the lawn mower grinds
A small touch of peace
Enters my heart
[13 July 08]
In the arising of pain
tears linger
close to these eyeballs
In the arising of pain
tension grips
up and down this back
In the arising of pain
sensation anchors
attention in this body
In this moment
[09 July 08]
Pain is a part of
This body of flesh and bones
As much as it is a part of
This body of emotions and feelings
Sitting in awareness
The pain does not depart
Practising being open
Allowing the whole of it
To arise in this space
Where I sit.
[09 July 08]
mysterious deep blue clouds
linger along the horizon
pale blue sky stretches out above
long jagged rips give way
to the fiery glow
of the sunset beyond
[14 June 08]
My legs hurt
The ache of 108 prostrations
Gentle rain trickles
The music of downpipes and gutters
As the words of an ancient
resonate deep inside somewhere
'With clear awareness,
one takes up the responsibility of helping other sentient beings
as if one is sitting in perfect silence.'*
[11 June 08]
*Master Hongzhi quoted on p137 in Illuminating Silence by Master Sheng-yen
Blue Hills roll across the horizon
Burning the sky
Orange and pink as they go
Silently to the west
[10 June 08]
There is a crescent moon
in my window
tonight
[07 June 08]
Lying in bed
The luminous crescent moon
Framed in the middle window
[07 June 08]
Dusty pink sunset
Indigo hills
Under a bright crescent moon
[07 June 08]
bedtime story over
the owl calls echo
Buddha sits
with the ashes of the day
[14 August 08]
three birds fly overhead
the hazy glow of sunset
in the damp muddy evening
[14 August 08]
a fallen leaf
appears as an icicle
glistening in the mud
[14 August 08]
some things need
to be written
right
now
[14 August 08]