Morning
Feeling
Blue
Strolled
Outside
Took a long view
At
Laughing
Buddha
Now alright
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Morning
Feeling
Blue
Strolled
Outside
Took a long view
At
Laughing
Buddha
Now alright
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Walking along the beach
I find an empty conch shell
Holding it up to my ear
Listening
Reminds me
Impermanence
Is faraway yet also near
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Sitting on beach chair
Tossed my watch into ocean
Drinking cold root beer
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I see you floating above
looking down on the non-believers.
I rather take pieces and commit to none.
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blowing bubbles
popping them with a pin
practicing zazen
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Sliced
Strips of paper
Chasing
Forgot about time
Sack full
Who is the fool?
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Goodbye
I must go now
Do not offer me anymore rainbows
Dreams full of horror
Mind in disorder
Voodoo priestess
Has poisoned my soul
Constant sleepless nights
Heart has turned black
I must go back
Purchased ticket to Haiti
Will locate the lady
Submit to her demand
Become her man
Morning drizzle
Listening to Shakuhachi
Pruning bonsai trees
Late night
Walking cobbled streets of Prague
Had one too many pilsners
Met a street performer
On the corner
Done for the night playing his violin
After an hour of shooting the breeze
I asked my new friend
Why is it that you are so at ease?
He replied:
“I play for spare change
I’m the only one who needs to be pleased
Some people call me lazy and completely crazy
But
Too much ambition would no longer be fun being a musician
I accept who I am
No need to try to be on top of the highest mountain”
Daybreak
Clean
Sea breeze
Lungs clear
Practicing
Tai chi
Harmony
For Free
For a long time
She had suffered much
No longer heard the beautiful sounds
Of the garden chimes
Final days
I sat in a chair
Next to her hospital bed
In the end
“I no longer believe”
Is what she said
Privileged
Less privileged
Social climbers
Boomerang slackers
Believe in the good book
Or burn in hell
Pray five times a day
Study Quran
Or an infidel
Sprinkle ancient dust here and there
Until on their deathbed
Atheists do not seem to care
Who is right?
Who is wrong?
Respect each other’s beliefs
Start getting along
Before humankind is gone
Early morning bathe
In cool holy Ganges River
Brings contentment
Simple Go stones
Placed tactically on wood board
Devour silence
Washing dishes by hand
Scrub dry plate fork frying pan
Relaxation
Tranquility
Every time I look at Buddha
I feel so happy
Shake Shake up the trees
Go out live life with energy
Then no regrets
Worked garden for years
Hurricane blew all away
Start over next day
Early morning haze
Skipping stones across the lake
Time to meditate
Morning call to prayer
Centuries of tradition
Islam carries on
Daisen Temple
Slowly raking rock garden
The years fly on by
The Sushi Master
Gracefully sharpens the knife
Perfection takes time
Eiheiji Temple
Meditating on cold floor
Candles burn slowly