One thing he clearly had not anticipated
as he was sitting zazen through all these years, was that,
despite all expectations, and against all pre-traced and easily formatted paths,
the further down he dived in the unfathomable depths of emptiness,
the closer he moved to God
The welcoming grace of God was what he kept finding over and over again.
This is what his body and his mind had been pointing at.
This is what had kept silently pulsating
through whatever names he tagged his experience with.
©FJ April 2020 – All rights reserved.
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