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The Daily Round: Shadorma

THE DAILY ROUND

Cliff hangers
New every morning
Is the love
Open eyes
Rein in those expectations
Moment by moment

The Slings And Arrows: Double Shadorma

THE SLINGS AND ARROWS

Give it up
These foolish attempts
To cover
The whole world
With leather so’s to protect
Our sensitive feet

Far better
Since achievable
Watch our step
And wear some
Stout but comfortable shoes
Wherever we go

The Legend Of The Moon’s Reflection (Republished)

THE LEGEND OF THE MOON’S REFLECTION

Deep in the Northern mountains’ silence
Once long ago
Far from the lands of men there lived a Prince
Cold as snow
All day long he would wander
Like a man possessed
As he went he would ponder
His life’s helplessness

Why it was that what he loved the most grew old and died
Why he found no place of rest however hard he tried
And he threw himself upon the mountainside
And knew himself to be alone and bitterly began to cry

And in his misery he saw
As if in a dream
That where his tears fell to the ground
There sprang forth a stream
And the stream fed a river
That flowed glad and free
From the hills to the lowlands
And so reached the sea

River and seawater
Flowing down together
Though the river ends
The sea lives on forever

And by means of this vision
The Prince was set free
And in his dying moments
At last he could see

Why it is that what we love the most must disappear
Where that place of rest is that is always free from fear
And he flowed into the river with his tears
And knew himself to be the sea without a knower or a seer

And if you gaze far out to sea at night
So they say
Sometimes you’ ll see his face shine in the moon
Far away
And the river still flows
From the hills to the plain
And the sea feeds the river
With drops from the rain

River and seawater
Flowing down together
Though the river ends
The sea lives on forever …

History

HISTORY

An empty cocoon
Abandoned, decays slowly
Its job accomplished

A Gracious Pause: Four By Six

A GRACIOUS PAUSE

Don’t waste your precious time
Being such a smart-arse
Relax … Release … Reflect
Let things resolve themselves

Peekaboo

PEEKABOO

Shoulder to shoulder
Side by side
Joy and sadness
Come and go with the tide

Stone Me!

STONE ME!

Life arises/arrives
In so so many forms
And all inter-related

Best observe, interact
Without attachment
For it is after all as it is

Meanwhile

MEANWHILE

Perhaps best assume
This is as good as it gets
For how would we know?

Free As A Bird

FREE AS A BIRD

Woke up this morning
Nothing to live or die for
I sang my heart out

Divine

DIVINE

Each new born moment
A fresh opportunity
To reseed Eden

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