Let Them Pass

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Picture by Artem Chebokha

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Clouds swimming fast in the sky,

Where will you take me?

To the open mouth of a river screaming loud?

To the aching limbs of drastic doubt?

Clouds swimming fast in the sky,

What will you show me?

The skeleton of the human race?

A Chinese Buddha with his big fat face?

Clouds in the sky, screeching tires of white,

Where do you run to?

I don’t care.

Because

I’m smelling the breeze on my arms,

I’m listening to the circular saw synth-waves,

I’m feeling the warmth of this body,

Through which I experience the waves.

But my essence lies on the lakebed,

From where I quietly observe the tempests of the mind.

Let them pass,

Like clouds swimming fast in the sky.

 

Herons

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A Prayer to The Forest

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Picture by anonymous

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It smells like home,

The dead and the living.

It looks like home,

The bark lines you’re reading.

It feels like home,

The chill under your bare feet.

It sounds like home,

Since you groove to the birds’ beat.

It tastes like home,

 Like the raspberry refreshing your soul.

Come on, nature’s giving you all!

For the Forest temple is our Home.

Herons

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Dancing Madman

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Picture: Greek Dancer by Jean Groberg

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Dancing madman on the street,

As free as the wind on his bare chest.

Dancing madman on the street,

Living in the moment,

Happier than the shop-owners

Peering out of the window at the ordinary miracle;

Happier than the police,

Came to extinguish his smile,

Laughter of the eternal child.

Dancing madman on the street,

His house’s a backpack,

His home, the whole world.

He has no riches nor gold

But he’s richer than most,

He’s richer than we’re told.

Dancing madman on the street,

You bestow me a tune

From the beginning of the century,

From the beginning of time,

Or is it from the end?

How?

I don’t mind, for both of them

Can only be conceived Now.

 

Herons

We Share The Essence

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Picture by Mark Webster

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Yellow rose

In her shifting pose,

Lulled by the wind,

I take that hint.

Into me, into you,

The cherry tree is bearing fruit.

If reality’s a mirror,

I see stillness.

In my aching limbs,

Beyond my pride,

I surrender to the Flow,

For I am the Flow,

And I share the essence of the yellow rose.

 

Herons

Water

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Picture: Glass Of Water by Evelina Dillon

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Pour a glass of water,

Witness the miracle of

Life hydrating all deserts.

Breathing bodies

Sliding boats

Dancing fish

Blissful rain…

Remember, toast with the trees on a rainy day.

Pour a glass of water,

Witness the fluidity of water

On your lips,

In your mouth,

Down your throat,

In your belly.

Pour a glass of water,

For a friend,

For an enemy,

For the people,

For yourself,

It doesn’t really matter…

Pour a glass of water,

As words fall away in the one river.

 

Herons

Unexpected Blessings

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Picture by Rob Dreyer

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Welcome unexpected blessings,

Always.

Welcome

The robin song echoing from a twig,

The smile of a cute face down the street,

The nurturing scent of fresh soil,

The smooth fragrance of olive oil.

Welcome

The acrobatic seagull in the wind,

The blotch of sunlight above grey clouds,

The dead leaves dancing in a whirlwind,

The morning sky that mistily clouds.

Welcome

The heron gazing its pond like a king,

The crow flying on its black magic wing.

But not all of them look like a blessing,

Some are disguised and unleash hurting.

Things in life don’t happen to you,

They happen for you.

Welcome unexpected blessings,

Always.

 

Herons

Give Yourself Permission

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Picture: Hummingbird Love (Open Hands) by Elody Gyekis

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Give yourself permission

To feel the breeze on your skin,

To listen to the wind.

Give yourself permission

To breathe in the stillness of a tree,

To learn from the careless joy of a dog.

Give yourself permission

To be in harmony with the people surrounding you,

To honour them with your presence.

And,

Please,

Whatever the circumstances,

Give yourself permission

To be happy now.

 

Herons