This moment,
the ways of the
sky are taken.
My mind is lost.
It barely hangs on
the tail of a magpie’s eye.
Life springs up
in every corner.
All is together,
yet everything
wanders on.
Zen Life Poem # 24
This moment,
the ways of the
sky are taken.
My mind is lost.
It barely hangs on
the tail of a magpie’s eye.
Life springs up
in every corner.
All is together,
yet everything
wanders on.
A Wandering Poet 