Zazen : seeing DeathComing forth as inner eyes adjust. Zazen : agreeing to stay putAnd sit one-on-one with Life Singing in tune, at last,With what
May Knowledge descend in youAnd open you eyes, your heart and your mindWhen you’re least expecting it.Yet, make sure everything is ready to welcome it.
Identity is frothThose bubbles hypnotizeThe eyes of our being. They sparkle, fizzle,Agglutinate and burst. Wide, tranquil, emergency-freeThe heart-ocean does not change a thingTo its peaceful
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
Could we jump off our ill-being
To the pure heart of Being ?
Coming back to basics Again, again, and again Until it becomes natural Until it remembers being natural Until it finds back its own place –