Only when I resist the name a thing has been given
Can I discover the true nature of the thing
Can I discover the true nature of the thing
Tag: Buddhism
Awakening
In the blurry fog
Of Western Christianity
In which there seemed
Oh so much hypocrisy
The gentle touch
Of Eastern thought
Guided me
Along a different path
Straight to the core
Of Christ’s own heart
Of Western Christianity
In which there seemed
Oh so much hypocrisy
The gentle touch
Of Eastern thought
Guided me
Along a different path
Straight to the core
Of Christ’s own heart
Curiosity
Into the deepest shadows
I peer
Before entering
I peer
Before entering
Initiate
Expectant
With trepidation
But driven
By curiosity
And possibility
This Golden Touch
This golden touch
I reach for Earth
Connect to it
And all that is
With quiet mind
Become as one
With everything
I reach for Earth
Connect to it
And all that is
With quiet mind
Become as one
With everything
Transient Space
Transient space between
Fingertip and presence
Fingertip and presence
Connection
Transition
Evil subdued
Peaceful detachment
Divine Smile
She reminds me
Of the many Buddhas I’ve seen
Of the many Buddhas I’ve seen
In Thailand
Malaysia
China
Japan
Though, not the laughing Buddha
The plump one
In the midst of
A rollicking guffaw
No, not that Buddha
Rather, the somber, reflective one
The one it seems
The weight of the world
Rests lightly
On his androgynous shoulders
Armchair of Golden Dreams
Sometimes I just sit back
In my armchair of golden dreams
To take in all the splendour
The view from there is wonderful
In my armchair of golden dreams
To take in all the splendour
The view from there is wonderful
To a practitioner of Tendai
Everything is wonderful
Everything is wonderful
~ SaichÅ
9th Century Japanese Buddhist monk
Founder of Tendai school of Buddhism
9th Century Japanese Buddhist monk
Founder of Tendai school of Buddhism
Healing ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #58
0n my life’s journey
Science and logic and reason
Taught me all the many ways
I was wounded and broken
Science and logic and reason
Taught me all the many ways
I was wounded and broken
But it was not until
I met the Buddha on the road
That I began to heal
Buddhas
Sometimes
I bring up this image
Just so the line of Buddhas
Can remind me of compassion
And the vibrant colours
Embolden my will for passion
I bring up this image
Just so the line of Buddhas
Can remind me of compassion
And the vibrant colours
Embolden my will for passion
Buddhas Long Forgotten
In this realm
Of time and change
And buddhas long forgotten
Of time and change
And buddhas long forgotten
I sit
Then breathe
To quiet mind
Of learnings misbegotten
This land once rose
And then it fell
By men of mind besotten
Pix to Words 