Who we are!
Our utter humanness
We reach out.
We hold tight.
We let go.
We go this way and that way.
We try to be good.
We hurt each other.
We create beauty.
Love births itself
From something in us.
Joy leaps out beyond us.
I am an empty bowl
but full for you!
ALL THE LITTLE VOICES
All the little voices: 'be practical'; 'think of your future'; 'fulfill your potential'; 'it would be such a waste if...' -so loud.
On uncertain legs, wobble down the bank enter the river. Look up, see the footbridges and thruways crushed with laughing, loud people - so many, so loud, so gay.
All the little voices.
Teeter on mossy rocks, balance here and there forge the river - the tumultuous future.
cold, wet feet, see the panels of light on ripples of water, hear the voices of water - small wetness and wildflowers.
flows through the underpasses and valleys - ruffles clothes, leaves, thoughts.
all the little voices - interweave with the water's murmur.
As has it always been, the far shore awaits.
Beings are numberless, I vow to free them.
Delusions are inexhaustible, I vow to end them.
Dharma gates are boundless, I vow to enter them.
Buddha's Way is unsurpassable, I vow to realize it.
Timeless Version [of Four Vows] by Amy
I vow to free the being before me this moment.
I vow to end the delusion before me this moment.
I vow to enter the dharma gate before me this moment.
I vow to realize the Buddha Way in this moment.
Mathematical Induction [of Four Vows] by Max
Each time I free a being, I vow to free one more.
Each time I end a delusion, I vow to end one more.
Each time I enter a dharma gate, I vow to enter one more.
I vow to realize the Buddha Way.
Writing koans for the sangha
One hand clapping
[After Tea March 29]
A rustle of bamboo
a gentle welcome--
an empty space
to be together ---
but so full of heart
wind and rain
washing my ceiling and wall, I will sweep leaves into
Where is the potato?
Gatha during Cat Care
"Brushing the cats
May all living beings
Be free of entanglements
With a clear path to liberation"
pouring up out of ground nests
bearing improbably long wings
lifting off into warm air
by the hundreds, maybe thousands
who is counting?
who is naming?
what a lark! " Skye Taylor
Form itself is emptiness
Emptiness itself is form
Silence is a form
How does it arise?
Music of the Spheres
the crystalline structure of things
clicks into place
can you hear the low hum of the universe?
Sound waves through a ripple of hot gas -
B Flat Universe
"Astronomers say they have heard the sound of a black hole singing. And what it is singing, and perhaps has been singing for more than two billion years, they say, is B flat -- a B flat 57 octaves lower than middle C." --Dennis Overbye, BBC Science 2003"