Some Things Are In Our Control

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A More Perfect Road

Some of us will be lucky enough to walk a more perfect road
A way free from justice that would have had us pay for what we sowed
Ever grateful for our unearned reprieve
I free give what can not be received

I ceaselessly pray for all sentient beings
Awaken, awaken, realize our way

– moe219

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Even the Window had Tears of Awe (it was that pretty)

The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science.  They to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, are as good as dead:  their eyes are closed.  – Albert Einstein (maybe? you can’t trust everything you read on internet…) 

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Water

“When he came to Baso he again said, ‘Who is he that is independent of all things?’ Baso said, ‘When you have drunk all the water in the Yang-tze river, I will tell you.’ At this, Koji underwent his great experience.” (Two Zen Classics 263)

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Many Dharma Gates, Many Doors

Bodhisattva Vow

The Dharma gates are numberless
I vow to enter all of them

 

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Luminous

Luminous
Buddhas in the Grass

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Good Night Church, Good Night City

Good Night Church, Good Night City
One last look
A heavy sigh

Linger

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No!

No. I will not go to work today.
Yes, I will be kind today!
No, I will not let you into my lane today.
Yes, I will be loving and compassionate today!
Silly mind, talking to itself all day: WAKE UP
Everything is perfect just the way it is.
Look carefully, see things how they are… Silly mind.

– Moe219

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Radiant Buddha

Radiant Buddha, Sitting Buddha
730 days in his hands
Sublime serenity in his heart
Joyful Buddha, Trudging Buddha
Day and night – vigilant
Always seeking good

One, one, one, one, one… one… one… one…

-moe219

On the occasion of two years

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Send Help

now does our world descend…

now does our world descend
the path to nothingness
(cruel now cancels kind;
friends turn to enemies)
therefore lament,my dream
and don a doer’s doom

create is now contrive;
imagined,merely know
(freedom:what makes a slave)
therefore,my life,lie down
and more by most endure
all that you never were

hide,poor dishonoured mind
who thought yourself so wise;
and much could understand
concerning no and yes:
if they’ve become the same
it’s time you unbecame

where climbing was and bright
is darkness and to fall
(now wrong’s the only right
since brave are cowards all)
therefore despair,my heart
and die into the dirt

but from this endless end
of briefer each our bliss–
where seeing eyes go blind
(where lips forget to kiss)
where everything’s nothing
–arise,my soul;and sing

by E. E. Cummings

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