falling through
reading Basho’s
haiku from 1667
listening to the snow
falling softly
right through
this
shining
shell of a body,
so delicate,
filled with light.
A fiery red leaf
surrenders to
wind and
perfect gravity
with a sigh
the stream below
waiting with
open arms for
this long lost
love
so much intimate tenderness
holding this fragile,
infinite creation
as One.
the tree
the leaf
the stream
the cloud
the snow
the starry firmament
this silent
bowing earth
all
profoundly in love
with each other,
with your luminous body
and
this simple
radiant
Presence.