We live in these houses of flesh and bone
Walled in by the soul of our own existence
Roofed by that love which we can create
With our own hearts, our own experience
In time, we leave these houses and move
Into the atoms of some other far moment
A moment beyond our measure and sight
As if we only continue on in the passing
Of one second into the next, in between
The breaths of our different thoughts
Here, we are men, we are women
There, we are the beams of light sent
From one heaven to another heaven
And there millions of these heavens
And the beams of light illuminate the road
That our consciousness walks through space
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Fresh sunlight tickles
The east windows at daybreak -
Good morning, everyone!
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There are signs if you look for them
Species of creatures dying out
A rising sea
A smaller arctic
A feeling dread on the population
People moving on in fear and desperation
And the answer-
It isn’t ‘better’ politics
The answer is in your hearts
In your spirits
We need silence
We need emptiness
Friends
What we need
is less
James Lee Jobe
"In life as well as in art, Zen never wastes energy in stopping to explain; it only indicates."
Alan Watts
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James
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