The End...

Seeing
what I would like
to be in the future
I resolve to live like that now
simply.

Homeward Bound

Seeing
realizing
all is empty of form
mind labels experiences
falsely.

Now to work on calm abiding
letting things go
letting things be
spring comes
over the land
clothed in wonder
following her stately gait
into the pureland of bieng-ness
all this rambling
need to express
weakens in the face
of the seasons of the heart
thankfully
end in sight.

New Day

New day
frosty morning
all things are possible
new friends old friends skipping along
singing.

Some mornings are just so
get up and go
start  new projects finish old ones
wildly imaginative
thankfully
there's washing
dressing
and breakfast to slow things down
otherwise I might explode
soul rejoices wild wide eyed excitements
wisdom paces without envy or jealousy of youth
just a mellow melancholic resignation.

Daily

Seasons
impermanence
consider this good news
reflect on this with every breath
simply.

Springing to life

Outside
clear brightness shines
offering a welcome
inside there is only clutter
which way

which way
first declutter
give everything away
realising the truth of things
sit still

sit still
doing nothing
Reality visits
rising falling calm abiding
freedom

freedom
unlock the doors
see beyond the mountain
clouds dispersing nothing happens
timeless

timeless
wandering home
seeing along the way
watch the rising and the falling
gently

Outside

first declutter

Reality visits

clouds dispersing nothing happens

gently.

February may be better

what with lent round the corner
ready for the Shrove Tuesday kickstart
40 days again present themselves
as a team of testers
ready to prove
ready to provide opportunities
to look again
perhaps to find value
in the desert
open the box
sift the fragments
turn again towards
who knows?