Zazen : seeing Death
Coming forth as inner eyes adjust.
Zazen : agreeing to stay put
And sit one-on-one with Life
Singing in tune, at last,
With what is, being deserted
By everything that’s not.
Zazen : listening to Death
Telling you there is nowhere left to run.
In the Corridor of Death,
Through the axis of our eyes meeting,
Pounds a Torrent of Life.
Zazen : seeing Death
Exposing every hideout left
Now, caught in the light,
Live forever
Franck Joseph
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direct and atmospheric . Thank you Franck
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