Thursday, November 8

...without end

The monkey is reaching
For the moon in the water.
Until death overtakes him
He'll never give up.
If he'd let go the branch and
Disappear in the deep pool,
The whole world would shine
With dazzling pureness.

~ Hakuin

* * * * *


waves rise and waves fall.
bodies come and bodies go.
all forms born are destined to die.
all things appear to disappear.
these are the facts of death...life...
construction and dissolution.
the cycles go on recklessly and mercilessly.
and their constant movement appears to veil,
the very thing that neither comes nor goes...
the very ocean from which all things come out of
and readily recede into.

to know the real nature of all that is here,
is to realize that nothing of value is ever lost.
to think that what you love and what you are...
is what comes and goes,
what is born to die...
is to have misunderstood this whole thing...

for in thinking in such a manner,
you have not yet come to know
the primal nature of
your
very
existence.

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