Monday, May 4, 2020

poem from 4/3, on 5/4

Poem from 4/3, on 5/4


I want to sit long enough to be grounded in eternity
 and then get up off my pillow to move through the field of time joyfully and with purpose.

nam myoho renge kyo within recognizing nam myoho renge kyo without

these are times for wisdom voices speaking
these are times for wisdom ears hearing

these are times for bravely breathing out - delight!
these are times for bravely breathing in - suffering!

without clinging
without fear

open eyes
soft heart
open ears
soft heart

invite all the people
the loving ones
the scary ones
the greedy ones
the joyful ones
or twos or threes or more

coming and going
suffering and delighting

open hands
soft heart
open heart
soft hands

open

soft

open

soft

open

soft





Sunday, May 3, 2020

FIERCE/GENTLE

FIERCE      GENTLE
GENTLE       FIERCE

How fiercely I want to be gentle.
Insistent on my softness.

You told me I am fierce.
I took it as compliment.
Several lifetimes later I reflect.

You suggested I be soft.
Open.
Not insistent.
Gentle.

Now I fiercely seek my gentle.
Gently I accept my fierce.

GENTLE       FIERCE
FIERCE        GENTLE