Archive | Koans/Poems


A Work of HeArt

  I would like my work to be the poetry of silence.   Each work, whatever form it takes, is a ‘trace’ of a journey within,  of an inner alchemy, a quest for identity,  a drawing, a calligraphy,  that reveals who we are at that particular moment,  like a mark on the canvas called life.  […]

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When Spring Returns

When spring returns to the earth, the myriad things are born. Smashing empty space to pieces, one is free and at ease. One will never again become attached to self or others. Although the Dharma Realm is vast, one can encompass it all. *** Venerable Master Hsuan Hua *** Image and Creation by Rosa […]

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Flower’s Song, Dogen

Haru kaze ni Waga koto no ha no Chirinuru o Hana no uta to ya Hito no nagamen. **** Will their gaze fall upon The petals of words I utter, Shaken loose and blown free by the spring breeze, As if only the notes Of a flower’s song? **** The Zen Poetry of DOGEN Verses from […]

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Butterfly and Flower

Without a thought, the flower invites the butterfly. Without a thought, the butterfly visits the flower. When the flower blooms, the butterfly comes.   When the butterfly arrives, the flower blooms. I do not know others; others do not know me. Not knowing each other, we act in accord with the Goddess of Spring. —Ryokan […]

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Infinite, Eternal

The Tao is infinite, eternal. Why is it eternal? It was never born; thus it can never die. Why is it infinite? It has no desires for itself; thus it is present for all beings.   The Master stays behind; that is why she is ahead. She is detached from all things; that is why […]

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The Tao is like a Well

The Tao is like a well: used but never used up. It is like the eternal void: filled with infinite possibilities.   It is hidden but always present. I don’t know who gave birth to it. It is older than God.   Text: Mitchell, Stephen. Tao Te Ching: A New English Version (Perennial Classics), HarperCollins. […]

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Arrested by Light

I was suddenly arrested in the long, crunching path of the ridge by an exceedingly pointed awareness of the light.  The moment I paused, the full impact of the mood was upon me. I saw more clearly than I’d ever seen before, the minute detail of the grasses, the small flotsam of the forest, the […]

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Given to a Zen Person

Mind itself is buddha. Practice is difficult. Explanation is not difficult. Not-mind. Not-buddha. Explanation is difficult. Practice is not difficult. ~ Dogen     From Chinese-style poems, translated by Philip Whalen and Kazuaki Tanahashi   Text from Moon in a Dewdrop, Writings of Zen Master Dogen, edited by Kazuaki Tanahashi,  North Point Press, 1985.  Image: […]

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Dogen: Colors of Mountains

Colors of the mountains, Streams in the valleys; One in all, all in one, The voice and body of Our Sakyamuni Buddha. ~ Dogen   Text from The Zen Poetry of Dogen: Verses from the Mountain of Eternal Peace, by Steve Heine Image: Mountains by Skeeze from,  CC0 Public Domain

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