Friday, March 04, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Saturday, November 27, 2010
So this is pure land
All dharma all the time
I heard a lama say
if you like
You could think oh, being 17
and all the music is rock and roll
In any event ...
mystical unions
of love and sacred space
eagle flies
lion roars
for a short while
blonds really do have more fun
In any event ...
pure land
path laid by kindness
love strength wisdom
no need to reinvent the wheel
Deer.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Mandala
(credit)
At the beginning
I saw I had stumbled into
an inconceivably
beautiful garden,
and was received
by a holy master
who was already
in conversation with
another holy master.
And I knew
I was only in the
outlying garden,
on the perimeter,
that their laughter,
so precious and good-natured,
at the same time
spelled the journey
over obstacles
unimaginable.
Now I find myself on occasion,
consciously imagining the scene,
memory of beginnings,
memory of vast gifts
continually bringing light
to darkest corners
of samsara.
At the beginning
I saw I had stumbled into
an inconceivably
beautiful garden,
and was received
by a holy master
who was already
in conversation with
another holy master.
And I knew
I was only in the
outlying garden,
on the perimeter,
that their laughter,
so precious and good-natured,
at the same time
spelled the journey
over obstacles
unimaginable.
Now I find myself on occasion,
consciously imagining the scene,
memory of beginnings,
memory of vast gifts
continually bringing light
to darkest corners
of samsara.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Beauty Spirit
She applies coral, pink, red,
to her lips and not
just color but smoothest
textures and glosses and
outlines in soft tinted
pencils
And so on with the face
the cheeks the eyes
the eyelashes and eyebrows
A pale reflection
of dakini splendor
as spark is to flame
Yet sincere,
and close to
enlightenment
In scent offerings
and color offerings
and offerings and offerings
to her lips and not
just color but smoothest
textures and glosses and
outlines in soft tinted
pencils
And so on with the face
the cheeks the eyes
the eyelashes and eyebrows
A pale reflection
of dakini splendor
as spark is to flame
Yet sincere,
and close to
enlightenment
In scent offerings
and color offerings
and offerings and offerings
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Doom
So the meaning
is that even if
I'm feeling this is life
on Atlantis
about to drown
There still are
things to do.
I can write
a list in sounds
repeated to the
click of lotus seed
beads
Or turquoise, amethyst,
pink quartz, hematite,
bone in skull shapes,
carnelian, sandalwood.
Repeated and repeated
over and over again
like milk churned to butter
Vibrations of rainbow tone
through dullness and
dim, wild clingings
of aggression it is good
It is good through
all the shifting mood facets
and illusions,
can't stop the flow.
is that even if
I'm feeling this is life
on Atlantis
about to drown
There still are
things to do.
I can write
a list in sounds
repeated to the
click of lotus seed
beads
Or turquoise, amethyst,
pink quartz, hematite,
bone in skull shapes,
carnelian, sandalwood.
Repeated and repeated
over and over again
like milk churned to butter
Vibrations of rainbow tone
through dullness and
dim, wild clingings
of aggression it is good
It is good through
all the shifting mood facets
and illusions,
can't stop the flow.




