The time-being has the quality of flowing. So-called today flows into tomorrow, today flows into yesterday, yesterday flows into today. And today flows into today, tomorrow flows into tomorrow. Because flowing is a quality of time, moments of past and present do not overlap or line up side by side.... Practice-enlightenment is time. Being splattered with mud and getting wet with water is also time. ~Uji: The Time-Being by Eihei Dogen





4.29.2011

this flowering night
endlessly the high winds gust
debris in the street

-kaa

4.28.2011

awake in the night
fierce wind roars over the house
we snuggle closer

~jws

4.27.2011

days of heavy rain
bare trees burst into flower
rooted in fresh mud

~jws

4.25.2011

rain drips from the trees
bird song flows down from the sky
all the colors run

~jws

4.22.2011

a boundless spring wind
moon swings like a pendulum
cradling slumber

-kaa

4.21.2011

cold wind through bare trees
rippling pools of rain water
green grass bends in waves

~jws

4.19.2011

circle gathering
their bodies, spokes of a wheel
ants around borax

-kaa

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man across the street
comes home to an empty house
same as yesterday

-jws

4.18.2011

rain drips on the roof~
whistle of a chickadee
pierces the morning

-jws

4.17.2011

starling in the grass
gathering twigs in its beak
just a morning's work

-kaa/jws

4.15.2011

buried under leaves
dying snake on the sidewalk
shores of babylon

-kaa & jws

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death penetrates life
two sides of a holy snake
dangling from cat's mouth

-kaa

4.14.2011

rusty wheelbarrow
full of dead leaves and dry sticks
warming in bright sun

-jws

4.13.2011

dead leaves in the grass
pumpkin rotting in the yard
buds appear on trees

-jws

4.12.2011

electronic spam
"Take only pleasure from sex!"
zombie network news

-kaa

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egg shells, orange rinds
compost rots in the garden
frogs sing by the creek

-jws

4.08.2011

weeping in a dream
lying in bed, listening~
rain drums on the roof

-jws

4.06.2011

no thought of the past
they bloom amidst fallen leaves~
purple crocuses

-jws

4.05.2011

it's just textbook stuff
retreading the same pathway
burdensome response
in the midst of life, we breathe
in and out, all is okay

-kaa

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a day for dying
wind blows sunlight through my hair
ripples in water

~jws

4.04.2011

wind blows without words
metal clasp on the flagpole
strikes the pole~ ding~ ding~

-jws

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migrating birds honk
dark clouds hang like a wet rug
slouching daffodils

-kaa

4.03.2011

zazen all morning
thought bubbles appear and burst
breathe and face the wall

~jws

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dragon-filled waters
rawness comes without warning
morning of zazen

-kaa

4.02.2011

bearded homeless man
magically enthralled with Bach
everything was there

-kaa