Waiting for the rain,
The dandelion fluff-
Pushes through heaven
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Outside the Temple-
“NAMO AMITABHA”
written on a closed gate
Waiting for the rain,
The dandelion fluff-
Pushes through heaven
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Outside the Temple-
“NAMO AMITABHA”
written on a closed gate
Rain
Through the trees-
A poor mans umbrella
Should I shave my head,
To feel a lightness
Of being?
Cut ties to my ego
That trips me when I walk
With a certain
Confidence?
Become celibate
Like a virgin birthing
A miracle child-
The Dharma
Emptiness-
The wind that rustles through
The tree branch
Blooming cherry blossoms
Do they even make a sound?
As their petals fall
One by one
Blown with the wind