Ashes to Ashes
Black hair and red cheeks: for how long? One moment, and the silver threads run through. Open the blinds: the …
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Written on the Wall at Chang’s Hermitage
It is Spring in the mountains. I come alone seeking you. The sound of chopping wood echoes Between the silent …
Body & Soul
Cremation It nearly cancels my fear of death, my dearest said, When I think of cremation. To rot in …
The Cobweb
A few minutes ago, I stepped onto the deck of the house. From there I could see and hear the …
The Moment
Clear After Rain Autumn, cloud blades on the horizon. The west wind blows from ten thousand miles. Dawn, in the …
Everyday Enlightenment
I cannot say which is which: the glowing plum blossom is the spring night’s moon. * Watching the moon at …
Do Not Look with Fear
Do not look with fear on the changes and chances of this life; rather look to them with full faith …
Ghalib
The world is no more than the Beloved’s single face; In the desire of the One to know its own …
Layman P’ang
When the mind is at peace the world too is at peace. Nothing real, nothing absent. Not holding on to …
Thanksgiving
My heart was split, and a flower appeared; and grace sprang up; and it bore fruit for my God. You …
Remembering the Sacred Self 