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The Rambling Wayfarer: Sacred Container
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Sunday, April 15, 2012. April 16, 2012 at 11:47 AM. A poem that i like by Thomas Transtromer:. Its the main highway leading in,. The sun soon down. Traffic backs up, creeps along,. Its a torpid glittering dragon. I am a scale on that dragon. The red sun all at once. Blazes in my windshield,. And makes me transparent. Some writing shows up inside me- words. Written with invisible ink. Appearing when the paper. Is held over a fire. I know that I have to go far away,. Straight through the city, out.
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The Rambling Wayfarer: March 2012
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Thursday, March 15, 2012. Walking through the mountain pass,. Pearls of snow crunch underfoot. Moving down the slope,. The sapphire lake comes into view. Striding to the shore,. Golden sand sifts through toes. Prostrating along the edge,. Crystal water quenches thirst. Approaching the destination –. An emerald bay with an island hut. Give up this simple wayfarer’s life? No thank you – I couldn’t afford to. Thursday, March 1, 2012. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Zen Buddhist Order of Hsu Yun.
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The Rambling Wayfarer: April 2012
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Sunday, April 22, 2012. Breaks into little tiny pieces. To small to see from far away. Ground so wet it makes puddles. When Rain falls it makes little wrinkled circles in the puddles. Rain will fall on to the grass and make it soggy. When feet touch grass the grass feels scwishy. Sunday, April 15, 2012. Saturday, April 7, 2012. Where the pen touches the paper,. With shadows and light,. Where the crow's caw. Penetrates and pervades,. Seeing without eyes - the unseen. Where i end,. An open ended question,.
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The Rambling Wayfarer: February 2012
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Monday, February 20, 2012. Naked alders dance in the wind. Like tall grass, in a gentle breeze. Maybe when the dance is over. I'll find more wood to feed my stove. Warm until then, my little hut -. A cozy anthill in the grass. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). In the tradition of the wandering hermit poet-monks of ancient China, The Rambling Wayfarer is a collection of poetry and prose written by modern-day wanderers of Mountain Way Zen. Zen Buddhist Order of Hsu Yun.
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The Rambling Wayfarer: May 2012
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Sunday, May 6, 2012. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). In the tradition of the wandering hermit poet-monks of ancient China, The Rambling Wayfarer is a collection of poetry and prose written by modern-day wanderers of Mountain Way Zen. Zen Buddhist Order of Hsu Yun. Awesome Inc. theme. Powered by Blogger.
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The Rambling Wayfarer: The Path
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Thursday, March 1, 2012. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). In the tradition of the wandering hermit poet-monks of ancient China, The Rambling Wayfarer is a collection of poetry and prose written by modern-day wanderers of Mountain Way Zen. Zen Buddhist Order of Hsu Yun. Riches Walking through the mountain pass, Pear. Awesome Inc. theme. Powered by Blogger.
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The Rambling Wayfarer
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Thursday, March 15, 2012. Walking through the mountain pass,. Pearls of snow crunch underfoot. Moving down the slope,. The sapphire lake comes into view. Striding to the shore,. Golden sand sifts through toes. Prostrating along the edge,. Crystal water quenches thirst. Approaching the destination –. An emerald bay with an island hut. Give up this simple wayfarer’s life? No thank you – I couldn’t afford to. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Zen Buddhist Order of Hsu Yun.
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The Rambling Wayfarer: Winter Storm
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Monday, February 20, 2012. Naked alders dance in the wind. Like tall grass, in a gentle breeze. Maybe when the dance is over. I'll find more wood to feed my stove. Warm until then, my little hut -. A cozy anthill in the grass. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). In the tradition of the wandering hermit poet-monks of ancient China, The Rambling Wayfarer is a collection of poetry and prose written by modern-day wanderers of Mountain Way Zen. Zen Buddhist Order of Hsu Yun.
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The Rambling Wayfarer: Facts About Rain
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Sunday, April 22, 2012. Breaks into little tiny pieces. To small to see from far away. Ground so wet it makes puddles. When Rain falls it makes little wrinkled circles in the puddles. Rain will fall on to the grass and make it soggy. When feet touch grass the grass feels scwishy. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). In the tradition of the wandering hermit poet-monks of ancient China, The Rambling Wayfarer is a collection of poetry and prose written by modern-day wanderers of Mountain Way Zen.
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The Rambling Wayfarer
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Saturday, April 7, 2012. Where the pen touches the paper,. With shadows and light,. Where the crow's caw. Penetrates and pervades,. Seeing without eyes - the unseen. Where i end,. An open ended question,. A never-ending answer,. There are no such things. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). In the tradition of the wandering hermit poet-monks of ancient China, The Rambling Wayfarer is a collection of poetry and prose written by modern-day wanderers of Mountain Way Zen. Zen Buddhist Order of Hsu Yun.
