Poem - i am broken / like the 3rd blue moon now in one day wane

i am broken
i will disappoint you
i will make you angry

i am broken
i will go out of my way to help you
i will never give up

i am broken
i will invent stories
i will tell the truth

i am broken
i will apologize for things not mine
i will take the blame of others

i am broken
i have great fear and great faith
i have determination and serenity

i am broken
i will feel sorry for you
i will feel sorry for me

i am broken
i will wake up every day like it is new
i will always choose to smile and not frown

*

i am broken
i treat you with respect
i treat my family with respect
i treat my enemies with respect
i treat the bugs with respect
i treat myself with respect


*

for Jñana



like the 3rd blue moon now in one day wane
i am silly i am old i am young i am new
i am foolish i am wise i know nothing i know everything
i am doomed i am perfect

Poem - i have no idea / how i dream

i had a dream 

that it was raining

and the spirit house

which had a statue of dudjom

was in the woods in front of me

a long time ago i stood in woods

in front of a statue of dudjom

a house with magic eyes

of yarn and sticks

a plaything 

my dreams are

echoes of what has gone

before yet i did not comprehend

some say i dream to correct error

others say to learn from all

every single thing

like a wave 

my dreams will subside

or like a tide they could

increase

i have no idea

how i dream

*

Poem - Hearing Children Playing

I listen to imaginative children
at play

they quarrel and yell at each other
easily cry

or just as soon change their minds
and are joyful

*

Adults are exactly the same
but we hold it in


*

for Jñana

Poem - The Child Who Lives a Life as a Man in a Dream

I dream of Dudjom Rinpoche
who I never met in life
which is interesting

He tells me many things
and I cannot remember them *

But I remember he told me
of a lively story he wrote
"..written by a child who
lives a life of a man in a dream..."

I bowed to him 3 times
and woke up 5 30 AM

for Jñana
4/5/2014



* I think he said we make errors in our mind like children at play, as innocent and enthusiastically as this, with no malice

Poem - THIS NOW

to love without attachment
and make it possible to have compassion
without being taken up my momentary anger or disappointment

seeing all things as momentary
in transition from one revived (or unperceived thing)
THIS NOW like pops from pop corn or bubbles from a squirt gun

a waterfall of jewels and magic tricks and people and animals
all together in a waterfall of of


----

for Jñana

Poem - jñana / before it rained

jñana
before it rained
the atmosphere was dark and hovering
all these crows started calling calling calling

then it was bright




---

Quail Meadow
2014

Poem - i wished to/ they said

i wished to

forget and then forget
the forgetting

mind it in dreams
only occasionally

never with regret or
with sorrow

they said

your heartbreak
and remembrances

keep you from
being in endless ignorance

without real courage
or any faith


---

to Jñana
just before it started raining

Poem - so / thank you / i have no complaints

\ when it comes
it seizes me

with gentle hatred
i settle into contemplating

i catch myself

i need to pray
or hate some more

so i choose prayer

will it make a difference
 i don't know

i've been told it does

so

 thank you
i have no complaints



---

for Jñana

Quail Meadow
Irvine

 

 

 

in memory or remembering offhand
or when it comes
.
when i settle into contemplating
with gentle hatred
.
this is when i catch myself
with some regret
.
i need to pray or hate some more
so i choose prayer
.
will it make a difference i don't know
i've been told it does
.
so here i go
thank you i have no complaints
.
.
.
---
.
for Jñana
.
Quail Meadow
Irvine

Poem - blinded by waywardness / by stupidity

blinded by waywardness
by stupidity

but the fool in foolishness
is so holy

when truly a view innocently
spontaneous

---

to Jñana