By studying emptiness
We become filled with beauty
Autumn’s gentle rains
Tag: zen
Contemplation
Staring out to see
This delicious solitude
Fragrant saltwater
Finding Balance
Seeking out balance
I am the light and the dark
Embracing the Zen
Our Tao?
Night flows into dawn
Dreams shift to reality
Such is our life’s path
Zen Mediation
As the mind quiets
The sound of nothing roaring
Emptiness fills me
Bronze Lions
While I was driving
Upon a bronze lion: birds
Strange absurdities
A windy evening
Softly blowing wind
The tree’s motion rattles leaves
White noise moaning
Birth and Rebirth
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A Zen Meditation
Sitting in the Tao
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Poetry and Zen
A meditation:
Are all zen masters poets?
Zen’s path isn’t straight
