Thursday, 7 November 2013

Simple Beauty



Arriving to this ancient space
Where many dreams exist -
Coalescing in shadows
Gathering strength as soft breezes.
Themes of loss, gain, love and redemption.


Raising the bowl to drink
the scent of tea comes first -
the last of the white camellia flowers.





The orange peel
comes off in one piece-
the cat remains unimpressed.


A crown of flies
accompanying every step-
walking meditation.


A moment of such simple Beauty
when the bell was struck
so releasing the sound within.

I, the bell; you, the bell,
the bell neither you nor I.

Still the sound resonates unbroken
penetrating the heart
emptying the vessel even of itself.






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