
Sitting cross-legged
Half Lotus
On hard rock
Next to falling water
Flowing jade.
Eternal sound
In the soundless void;
Stream of moment
Source to mouth
But it never ends.
Where is the beginning?
Aha! The answer lies
With consciousness
Original Mind –
Only this Mind knows
The mind body of water
Buddha Mind of moments
Womb Mind of Time itself.
Rock seems hard
To Ape Mind of Man Kind
Body of sinew
Epidermal veneer
Bone structure
Flesh and sex.
Rocks like stepping stones
On which we climb
Searching for answers
In the pine needle void.
One wrong step and
Feet sink into deep mud
Air squeezed out
Shoes lost in the depths
Footprints already ancient.
Root of soil is rock
Root of softness is hardness;
Refusing water’s advances
Rock hardens again –
Tomorrow’s boulders on the shore
Weight of ocean floor –
Tomorrow’s desolate mountain peak
Bound in snow
Clouds just drifting by.
Behind everything
A golden light burns
Through the edges
The connections
Mutual
Interdependent
Everything in relationships.
True Mind of Being
No Matter of Reality
Movement means
No separation
Between
Hard and soft
You and I
Life and death
Mind and awareness –
Dharmakaya.
Sweeping away illusions
What do I find in the emptiness?
Insect calls
Birdsong
Lotus petals
Fallen orchids
Floating in turquoise waters
Forever flowing on
Silent waves
Back to the heart of the void.
About the Creator
Donald Quixote
Hopeless romantic,
adventurer in paradox;
so it goes


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