“The rat is time, the tiger is time too.  Living beings are time. Buddhas are time too.
This time witnesses the whole world with three heads and eight arms, it witnesses
the whole world with the sixteen foot tall golden body.”

-Dogen

1.

Leaves are floating all through space

I go but only through your grace.

The emblems point to directions near

Their colors cast aside all fear.

When thoughts arise they light up rooms

Dissolving in a puff: their timeless tomb.

It is the time to blow off steam

The inner heart must join the team.

The itch of longing calls from all sides

I stretch its edges, but still abides.

She hears my murmur and flies on to

The place that she must soon unscrew.

He pulls his text out from a stem

Divides his petals & gives me them.

Leaves are floating all through space:

I go but only through your grace.

2.

Like the sky, thoughts arise

Like clouds, consciousness does not stay.

Thoughts come forth like the sky:

Consciousness does not abide, like clouds…

Like gold, you must check your own

Thoughts, to see if they are real or not.

Like a bird, you must fly around your own

Consciousness, and find the best

LANDING-SPOT OF ATTENTION…

Darjeeling, West Bengal, India

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