Thursday, February 25, 2021

THE LIGHT 


The light,
like faded paint

still offering
an opinion.



Wednesday, February 24, 2021

THE CHILL MEANS 


The chill means
autumn, means

winter is
not far off,

means the world
is what it

is in this
moment, this

all we have.



IN SOME LANGUAGE (11) 


In some language
the word for saint
also means holy fool.

It also means poet.



Tuesday, February 23, 2021

THIS WALKING HEART- 


This walking heart-
beat. Is it enough

to wait, patient,
while the world comes

to its senses? Is
it enough to hope?



LOVE 


Love
in the moment of

falling from,
letting go,

is love, as when
the skin

does not know
what the skin

knows.



Monday, February 22, 2021

SHADED GREY 


Shaded grey,
a dull sun

behind it.
Autumn leaves.

Whatever
stays now wants

to be here.
Even wind

in these trees,
loving them.



THE WITHINNESS 


The withinness
with you

is so without
with me.

The blessing
of that moment

lifts us
again, again.



Sunday, February 21, 2021

TEN OLD MONK POEMS (3) 

 DON'T ASK YOURSELF

Don't ask yourself,
You might not like

what you answer,
the old monk says.

That's the whole plot
in a few simple words.

~

THE STARS ARE

The stars are shifting,
the old monk said.

The horses have run
away, yet the stars

don't worry. Every
moment is tomorrow.

~

WE HAVE SO MUCH

We have so much
infinity,
the old monk said.
It never ends.

~

IF YOU DON'T

If you don't do
what you always do,
the old monk said,

you may not do
what you need to.

~

I HAVE SAID

I have said so much,
the old monk said,
the silence is full.

~

WHEN I SEE

When I see the same thing
I say the same thing,
the old monk said,

when saying something new
wouldn't be fruitful.

~

THE MOON

The moon
opens the sky,
the old monk says.

The pines sing
an old song.

Listen:
the night says

How long,
how long?

~

LEARNING THIS

Learning this silence,
the old monk says,

prepares you for
the next one.

~

YOU CANNOT

You cannot
mean silence,
the old monk says,

when you keep
speaking in words.

~

WHEN YOU KNOW

When you know,
the old monk says,
you know

you can say
nothing.

You own
your silence.

The silence
owns you.

~



IN SOME LANGUAGE (10) 


In some language
the word for desire
also means death.



Saturday, February 20, 2021

BIRDS 


The big birds
and small ones,

the weed birds
and beauties,

God's creatures
on the wing

to wherever
heaven is.



NOT YOUR BODY 


Not your body,
not mine,

which breaks
between us

when we break.



Friday, February 19, 2021

ENOUGH 


Enough, he says,
when wind fills his

breath, when the sky
roars, when the birds

stay low. Wisdom
is turning where

the road goes.



IN SOME LANGUAGE (9) 

 
In some language
the word for prayer
also means the sadness
of holy beings.



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