|Wisps of Cloud|
|Knot of Not Knowing||Being of Value|
Genius and Fool
Answers will rot
Solid is not
Time has flown
The most valuable thing I can do
is to look AT myself, not through
instead of pointing a finger at you.
The most valuable thing I can be
is the champion and critic of me
regardless of what others may see.
The most valuable place I can go
is to drift along my internal flow
and not put on an external show.
I can listen, create and discerningly judge,
while resisting the urge to give you a nudge.
|Natural Currents||Hear, Here!||
Whether by the wind in the trees,
or the waters of the seas.
The reigns are hard to seize,
as we are blown upon the breeze.
Around and round we flow.
sometimes the wind will blow.
occasionally the rain will snow,
through it all the spirit shall grow.
Even fire gets its turn,
to roast us as we burn.
With passions full of love,
no mercy from above.
The current lesson we must learn.
Nature’s blessings we can earn.
By listening to the flow.
and learning as we go.
To answer a koan such as:”Am I here?”
One must purge the interior of fear!
To utter a response one must first hear!
“Is this I, that I find, for real?”
“Am I, a manufactured ideal?”
...This being does feel...
Already, I am not the same I.
To whom the koan was asked!
The only response I know to give,
May be “yes, no, yes”, as I passed!
“When is there... now, here?”
“Who can answer this clear?”
“Am I Here?”
Could I be a mistake?
A feeling I just can’t shake.
My contents might be fake.
This humble worm, a snake!
A pretense on the make.
This truth I can not take!
Just icing on a cake,
Which God forgot to bake.