A Forest Monk Speaks

If you find yourself in a Buddhist temple You are not in a Buddhist temple. Though you pray and chant for yourself Night and day, you remain in Hell. Living and dying, are the two not one Happening at the same time? A cobra lifts its head in your path. Teach it to hiss, not bite. […]

Making Room

Make room for a quiet sound, take a broom to your heart, sweep distractions away clear away notions and fear, let the sound sweep through you, a wave washing sand let the silence between two waves find you Wander in mind without care, be the wonder of a day lily opening slowly, the voice not […]