Days are growing dark The tilted earth feels the slant. Long dark days here tell me Longer, brighter days elsewhere. The mercury hangs low, I start the wood stove, Being thankful for every log The woodman delivered. My potted hibiscus is gracefully grateful After having spent the summer in the sun Starts to bloom again … Continue reading Thankful
Category: Reflection
Psalms of Buddha in my Palms
I know my way to North River, Trudging through the snow-covered Stubbly cornfield to see and hear Buddha, wondering, Whose tiny footprints are in my backyard? January thaw will reveal the Buddha nature— The hazy sky spitting snow, mounds of snow on the sidewalk, And the powdery pebbles around the edges of the river. The … Continue reading Psalms of Buddha in my Palms
Am I listening?
Things are in and around me with the sounds of their being. Am I listening? Do I spend the time listening to their joy and plea? The potted hibiscus bloomed during the February arctic blast. Was I listening to their joy preparing for the opening ceremony? My inner chatterbox works overtime without compensation— Busy daily … Continue reading Am I listening?
Ring of Fire 