I dig computers
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p style=”font-family:"”>Internet trolls puzzle me greatly. What do they seem to accomplish? What is their goal? It just seems so much easier to build others up than tear them down.
Journeys near and far
We always see the same sun
Human connection
Summer’s hints remain
Echoes of heat and sunshine
Sunny autumn morn
Moving through mid-day
I step outside and reclaim
Focus and vision
These moments of joy
Nothing is more glorious
Sunlight on petals
Rain has returned
It feels more like Seattle
The one of my memory
So much of my life has been spent in the presence of Seattle’s rain. Though it chills my skin, it warms my heart.
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Beautiful sound
Rain rattling gutters
The parched earth healing
Claiming my own mind
Seeking the truest power
Releasing all else
This is the deepest truth for students of Zen. Yet is hard to live this, at times, at least. Hence the need for constant practice and discipline. Mastering resisting our temptation to steal our future from ourselves.
By studying emptiness
We become filled with beauty
Autumn’s gentle rains
In the night’s quiet
Human activity done
Except this poem
Good night my friends! May it be a great rest. Please give the post a like and share on your favorite social media channel.
