leaving no trace
"When you do something, you should burn yourself completely,
like a good bonfire, leaving no trace of yourself."
~Shunryu Suzuki
the monk walked down the mountain
chest open to the first streaks of sun
ears upright, absorbed in listening
to the waking woods, the glistening
stream, the rocks placed spontaneously
strewn with leaves, smaller stones-
blue rocks splashed upon during the dark of night
when the stream flowed more recklessly
leaving dark blotches, revealing shapes
of budda worship- when the fine pine air
in the earliest hours before sunrise
drew a picture of profound peace
now in the market place, saffron robe
wrapped snugly, monk simply views
all the vegetables, spices, pottery
and with the fewest words possible,
purchases greens, curry, a clay cooking vessel,
then slowly turns to face- & to ascend the mountain
like a good bonfire, leaving no trace of yourself."
~Shunryu Suzuki
the monk walked down the mountain
chest open to the first streaks of sun
ears upright, absorbed in listening
to the waking woods, the glistening
stream, the rocks placed spontaneously
strewn with leaves, smaller stones-
blue rocks splashed upon during the dark of night
when the stream flowed more recklessly
leaving dark blotches, revealing shapes
of budda worship- when the fine pine air
in the earliest hours before sunrise
drew a picture of profound peace
now in the market place, saffron robe
wrapped snugly, monk simply views
all the vegetables, spices, pottery
and with the fewest words possible,
purchases greens, curry, a clay cooking vessel,
then slowly turns to face- & to ascend the mountain
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| words/photo~kate lamberg (c) '15 |
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