The frozen bay was beautiful, but I don’t miss it. Wherever I go I have the wind, the earth. The stark beauty of the sky.
How I would love to slip into the creek
Tonight, very late. Halfway between
Midnight and dawn. To pull the cold water
Up over me, like a blanket,
To close my eyes
And finally get some rest.
Our real enemies and the enemies of humanity are negative emotions like anger and hatred. Indeed, people who are dominated by powerful negative emotions should be objects of our compassion.
In life as well as in art, Zen never wastes energy in stopping to explain; it only indicates.