Apr 6, 2021

watching the heron wade

Michael Lukasiewicz

Words growing like fresh whiskers, no shave lasts forever. If I write long enough this beard might someday reach the floor. 


November. Gray skies

And emptiness. 

The whisper of the winter

To come. Watching the heron

Wade in the cold, dark water.


Michael Lukasiewicz

Awareness is inherently pure like the empty sky. Stress, annoyance, and anger can temporarily occupy its space but can never pollute it.

-Haemin Sunim

Nothing we see or hear is perfect. But right there in the imperfection is perfect reality.

-Shunryu Suzuki

I am opposing a social order in which it is possible for one man who does absolutely nothing that is useful to amass a fortune, while millions of men and women who work all the days of their lives secure barely enough for a wretched existence. 

-Eugene Debs 

All our best men are laughed at in this nightmare land. 

-Jack Kerouac

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