December 8, 2012 by chrisbkm
Just stand there.
Eyes open without a word,
close around nothing.
Posted in Life, Poetry | Tagged being, Buddhism, meditation, seeing, Tao, walking meditation, writing, Zen | 3 Comments
A hard challenge indeed for minds as frantic as ours —
… in vacant or in pensive mood – it is the bliss of solitude.
I find I can only do this when near a large body of water.
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