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| robert rauschenberg |
the church of the bees
bees in worship
the love of the hive
a stranger sits in our house sipping tea
clearly we can see
the outline of the gun beneath his jacket
on long summer days
the tree tops reach for the sun
while at the same time
their roots dig into the earth
in winter
rain
we love the feel of cold water
understanding is a goal
it can be reached
by hard and steady effort
work
patience
beside the barn
the old mare is saddled and waiting
I will ride west
but slowly
sunset will take me
bees in worship
the love of the hive
-james lee jobe
Link: Sonnet for Ochún, a poem by Leslie Sainz
When the student asked,
"I am very discouraged. What should I do?"
Zen master Soen Nakagawa replied,
"Encourage others."
-From @ZenProverbs on Twitter
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| bri buckley, baltimore skyline |
walking under the tall pine trees in the moonlight
who needs those fools and all their politics
Link: On Confinement, a poem by Torrin A. Greathouse
Experience is the seed of aspiration, the deeply rooted commitment to know. That aspiration then drives one into the difficult and transformative realm of spiritual pursuit, into the realm of practice.
-Adam Frank, “In the Light of Truth”
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| alexandre manuel |
there's math to everything
add the curtailing of the heat
to the onset of cool winds
subtract some time off
for the length of a day's light
multiply by the number of ripened crops
and divide the end of one season
with the beginning of another
work the numbers
do the math
the leaves know the answer
it's time
the last day of a long summer
autumn must now begin
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