From the hearth of tensionCatching a glimpse of stillness From the sputtering surface frothRemembering the depths Amid the impossible practiceSitting Zazen Franck Joseph©FJ Jan 2021-
Beyond steep rocks erecting and stone blocks combiningIn a densified mountain range,I sit Through the deafness of dark nightsWhere questions are held captive,I sit Along
It is no small matter to fall through the film reel, the moment of a splice…the bliss of an absence, a moment of grace,A driven
Across the paper sheet,Sliding in surgical signsThe therapeutic pen.Confident, studious,Riveted to the obligation of resultIt cuts and probes into the tissuesOpening on the beating heart.
I know that you can seeThrough the walls, unfailingly.I know your sufferingWhen they gather with a contrived faceTo comment the paintings on the wall,The reflections
I believe one of the reasons why our professional activity causes so much fatigue is that it operates like a scrambler jamming our natural frequencies.