(March 11, tsunami Japan)
The memory is zazen mind.
nerves bend and stretch
tremble
-too hard-but I must resist.
A thought that I did not think.
Lullaby of Edo and the great wave from the corner of the desk *
Shakes the insomnia in the dark,
whispers, like wanting to apologize;
great clairvoyance, terrible art. Zazen
mental
-resist-
even when the limbs of compassion
painful sting me the eye.
When the ocean from the cold tongue
extended frost on the rice fields, only the
know nothing within nothing,
and this can not succumb
but I can hear the celestial dragon **
crying on the roof of the Golden Pavilion
panel Katsushika Hokusai
* ** For the followers of the sect Buddhist contemplative Chan (or Zen in Japan), the dragon represents the vision fleeting, instantaneous and fleeting illusion of truth, and was then treated to a cosmic event. On the other hand, for the dragon was the Taoist Tao itself, incarnate, that is the Way, the omnipresent power that is revealed to us in a flash to fade immediately.
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