Category: Written Word

Without suffering,
  no salvation to be won. 
Without adversity, 
  nothing to overcome. 

With nothing to surrender
  difficult to render realization
  of impermanence, 
  which leads to an awareness 
  of inherit emptiness, 
The awareness, 
  of  self-liberation. 

If on fire would one not extinguish? 
What does one do when hungry?
When tired and sleepy? 
When cold and fire burns low? 

In pain, seek relief, 
  when sick the cure. 
Before a reaping one must sow. 

Ponderously Planting trees,
Whose prospective shade
In full bloom will not shelter me,
who aspires for whom,
If all, even “I” are empty?

The guide to land of milk and honey
Promised they who followed,
Tribes that once worshiped hollows, 
Over countless dunes of sand
There they'd find the promised holy land,
Consecrated by where would stand
No man but son of man.

For on the tribal pyre,
Burns liberties fire. 

Ponderously Planting trees,
Who and whom would free,
If all by self are freed? 

A thing can only be described
  by its constituent parts. 
A tree is it’s leaves, 
  roots, trunk, and bark... 
I, of mind, body, heart...

And parts themselves but part. 

Where does a thing end, 
Where does it start
When collective  but part
  of still some greater part? 

God preached 
more reflection 
of who preaches,
From who’s lips
Illusions slip.  

In truth found
In heart’s bounds
Of those meek,
And lord’s love seek.