the dharma is my rock

"Reality has no inside, outside, or middle part." 

Bodhidharma

Julia Ribeiro

Rising at dawn 

I walk the moon home  Keeping an eye on the sky

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Tapping your fingertip against the drum skin 

Speaking to the creek and waiting years for an answer 

Decades waiting for a replay with any meaning  

Loving another person for a lifetime 

Facing it all together 

Running when the wind is at your back 

Standing still and smiling 

When the wind is on your face 

Making up ridiculous songs and then forgetting them  

Picking up interesting little rocks 

And saving them  Forever

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The dharma is my rock

And this present moment

is my flower

I love to rise early and sit in silence

Long before the rising sun

James Lee Jobe

Like the craze on porcelain, fine branches

apportion the lonely white sky.

Miyazawa Kenji

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James