Like dew drops on a lotus leaf, Diana, we all eventually vanish. As the Poet Kozan proffered:
"Empty handed I entered the world
Barefoot I leave it
My coming, my going,
two simple happenings
that got entangled"
Enjoyed... Peace... rlc
Funny, but I was about to leave the comment
"Zen to the end," to act as if I understood your
treatise. How foolish of me. Thanks for explaining
some of the meaning of Zen.
Quite compelling, Diana. Presumably the artwork is yours, also? In this quantum universe we inhabit/or not, 'plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose' is not always a physical constant. [One thing most people remain unaware of is that Schroedinger's cat was a feline artist. One day it walked into an art studio...and didn't.] I enjoyed this one, needless to say. -K2
Wunderbar! Such a simple focus on such a complex subject. There is so much to realize from the "nothing" edict of safe and workable philosophy for then and now. If only more were attuned. Your short thoughts here speak volumes of wisdom. Bravo.
Succinct but powerfully evocative and thought-inciting. You got me thinking about "Zen," Diana.
Zen: A Japanese sect of Mahayana Buddhism that aims at enlightenment by direct intuition through meditation.
Zen: A state of calm attentiveness in which one's actions are guided by intuition rather than by conscious effort.
Perhaps that is the zen of gardening — you become one with the plants, lost in the rhythm of the tasks at hand.
The images (artwork) that you chose to accompany this piece are very effective as well and they (it) complement/s the theme very well.
The we of ourselves seems to be the outward reflection of who we perceive ourselves to be in the mind. We live more in the mind than we do in the world, thus the need for the Zen of now. Your post got me thinking, Diana. That's what a poem should do, inspire the reader in unexpected ways.
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"Empty handed I entered the world
Barefoot I leave it
My coming, my going,
two simple happenings
that got entangled"
Enjoyed... Peace... rlc
"Zen to the end," to act as if I understood your
treatise. How foolish of me. Thanks for explaining
some of the meaning of Zen.
Zen: A Japanese sect of Mahayana Buddhism that aims at enlightenment by direct intuition through meditation.
Zen: A state of calm attentiveness in which one's actions are guided by intuition rather than by conscious effort.
Perhaps that is the zen of gardening — you become one with the plants, lost in the rhythm of the tasks at hand.
The images (artwork) that you chose to accompany this piece are very effective as well and they (it) complement/s the theme very well.
Love, peace, and best wishes to you, Diana,
Regis. 🌳🌺🌲💚🙏
PS: The artwork is most intriguing.