Posted by Ben Naga
A MONKISH RIDDLE
Like an old chestnut
The tree in the forest falls
Silent? Who’s to say?
Posted on August 31, 2015, in Poetry, Senryu and tagged Awakening, Humour, Mystery, Religion, Uncertainty, Zen. Bookmark the permalink. 10 Comments.
The one who wasn’t there.
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Thank God no one is listening. 🙂
The one I heard fall a week or so ago sure wasn’t silent. I was very happy that I wasn’t near it.
There is a difference between metaphor and every day life, but I am not sure what it is exactly. I shall continue investigating. Or being investigated.
Breaks the silence
Being Here Now
Chestnut makes no sound
Where sound is not heard
IN THE BEGINNING THERE WAS GUFF
In the beginning there was guff.
And how was it made sense of? Apparently thus …
There was eye thinking eye a loan. But eye was ear too.
And eye beheld ear. And ear hearkened unto eye’s view.
And eye found it ear to eye’s taste, just as eye’s taste too mutually, and so eye to eye
agreed without ever asking should we be moved by this?
Of a certainty we could be moved; there was choice it seemed.
So there was time, but why bother travel? We come across one another all the time,
for it is but a smell world is it not, and fragrant,
not to say flagrant at times in its excess?
Or so eye feel it. And eye feel eye am ear continually.
And behold eye mainly feel good. At least on days when eye feel good.
And it feels there is sense, though whether sense makes sense itself who can say?
Or does any sense only co-merge with eye?
Eye sense of course that eye may make sense, but how does sense make eye?
Despite this uncertaincy, and that the likelihood of choice’s actuality remaining
questionable, in quest of some comfort eye hold in mind two fundamental rubrics
[in addition to adopting the conventional illusion of (I)dentity]:
1. I shall dwell in the house of guff forever;
2. I shall try never to underestimate the power of guff.
I & eye shall meet and ear shall hear our conversation that eye & I have within ear’s shot of earing and bee shall not sting eye or I b/c the bee is being friendly & eye & I never bother to be bothering the bee ear at all. 😀 I believe in the power of guff. Does that make me know or seek to know or both, the house of guff, for I ear the words and do not underestimate the power of eye or I or guff.
Thanks for threading you way through this rather convoluted piece and writing a suitably worded response.
Had fun tripping over the contiguity. 😀
Good to learn. 🙂
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