Disciples of the Hold

Surprisingly, the framework of zazen can close in on the practitioner,
and churn out mass cement limiting blocks.
The infinite horizon of consciousness,
Many turn the freest framework into a prison of comfort.
Many lock themselves in a corner of the hold in the sailboat of consciousness.
Reassured by the stability of the knowledge transmitted by the few books, a handful of trinkets and sleepy recitations.

In the sailboat of freedom, practitioners remain, in truth, at the dock,
Navigating the ocean of consciousness cannot be done from their corner,
One can learn navigation there, how to read the stars,
But the sea air never enters their nostrils.

©FJ August 2025
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