Sesshin Snapshots Early morning hush, candles flicker Lights glint from Buddha figures and Pictures of ancestors Incense smoke curls In currents and eddies Subtly coloring the air As we prepare to meet ourselves In the silence of shared breath At dawn The nightingale sings A chorus of flowers bloom Chanting sounds Rhythmic and clear Our bodies and voices resonant Rice gruel steaming Ladle after ladle Hot tea soothing We wash our bowls With pickles and wooden sticks Then go to work Okusama's Garden Life is a dance
Prison time
Ordination! Chanting, bells, Vowing to uphold the Dharma- Midnight, we're still on the road
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Poems by Yin Ming Shakya
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- Written by: Yin Ming Shakya
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