Buddha's GardenWe don't believe in dragons anymore, Zen points mind toward a garden. Walk the circumference letting stone speak clear to heart. Sand will sing seven toned scales birthing metaphysical wisdom. Difference permits relationship: asymmetry allows symmetry, is reciprocal gold. Value the spaces, they breath zazen, air in/air out. Power is lonely free of stability. In mountain storm poet Muso sits, an isosceles flower, mirroring original face, a Buddhist dragon, master of endlessness. |