My mind decked out in regal garbs The struggle weathers ancient stone Collapsing towers burning bright Lost valleys that breezes cannot blow Square one—I sit amidst the dream Adornments, toys, and shiny things Distractions from the inner way All wood for burning on winter days Don’t move an inch just rest and watch The wreckage […]
Twenty-four hours – What an arbitrary number! What is the faithful measure of a day? Some pass by like clouds, golden dew On golden-green grass. Sweet in their Haste like the eager slips of a lover For weeks unseen. Others limp like cold logs Thudding across a dusty floor Toward tomorrow’s dim embers. As life […]
Short Verse on the moon
Just a smile and a listening heart, Isn’t that enough? One day, on the edge of death, I hope to say, “I’ve done my part,” And smile, satisfied with that, the simplest Of meanings. Waking Up, who needs it? Just a smile, and a listening heart, The breeze knows more Than I ever will.
So, John’s Mind is no longer going to be John’s Mind. Since the content around here is pretty much split between non-fiction Buddhist whatnots and poetry, I’ve made another blog for all my non-Buddhist writing. This is because I’m not a fan of proselytizing. Also, if you dig poetry—but not Buddhism—why not just give you […]
Souls aren’t given, they are cultivated, They’re nourished, assembled, wound, Woven, and stitched. They’re painted, They’re written—they are composed, Performed, danced, and sung. People aren’t born until they Give birth to themselves The wet birth is the Exchange of the embryo From the mother’s womb To the womb of the world, To which so many […]