The Boundless Nature of Truth No.1

The Boundless Nature of Truth No.1 - 2021

 

 

The towering aspen tree,
Its leaves flickering in the breeze—

The mid-day sun light
Shimmering across the rippling water—

The quiet mind,
Unoccupied by events,
Like a crystal,
Reflects the shining
Nature of Truth.

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Gesture No. 5

 

Like shells, skin

Attached but separate

Like all

 

The colours of motion

Spin and turn in splendour

And yet the unmoved

Remains

Watching, being

Involved yet

Untouchable

 

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The Inclusive Nature of Events No.1

The Inclusive Nature of Events No.1

The wild cry of the child on the beach,
Muted into the atmosphere amidst
The multitude of voices—

The hot sun casting down
Upon umbrellas, bodies, sand,
And sending its glistening glare
off the wavy water in infinite directions—

The "day" is not,
But only this,
This measureless motion,
This endless sky,
This absorbing beauty.

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The Moment of Reflection - Part 2

 

 

As the glowing orange sun

Continues to reveal its fiery existence

The dim yet profound essence

So permeating at dawn

Is filled with warmth and action—

The city morning noises do send waves

And ripples into the infinitely sensitive

Pure waters of life.

The motion thus reflects the physics

Of the immediate environs

And the humility of oneness

Seeps in, in unconditional surrender—

Eyes closed, set aglow by the intensifying sphere

Amidst the world's physique, and with the world's physique

The vast essence of purity remains

Untouched

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The Moment of Reflection No.1

The Moment of Reflection - Part 1

 

 

As the cacophonous frragments

Gradually dissolved

There remained the

Pure sea of weightless depth

So clean and clear

Like a trickling brook

Through the jagged granite mountain slope—

Have I dipped my fingers into

The cool waters of the essence of life?

Like the serenity of a calm lake

Reflecting the orange light of the emerging sun

Does this sweet energy permeate

As I bask in it, this invisible and indescribable

Boundless delicacy

 

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The Moment of Reflection No.1

The Humbling Sun

 

The humbling sun,

Our earthly mother,

In your sight,

How can wars persist?

Life itself are we

As we hustle about

And sit and pray

For real peace,

A true reflection

Of our fiery source

Of which we are,

Life itself.

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A Hot Day Ahead

 

Knowing the inevitable outcome,

The gradual accumulation of heat,

As the sun rises up over the mountains—

A sin it would be to fear,

To fail to bask in the light of life,

The one true mother of this

Collection of rocks so special,

But what's so special?,

When all is exactly how it must be,

Ceaseless motion—

The endless musing,

So futile in essence—

With piercing laughter,

At once the quiet chattering

Is not.

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