THE GIRL COMES OUT 無門關 四十二

She sits undisturbed
Shakyamuni by her side.
You can wave at her, she
will pay you no mind.

You cannot grasp her mind
and maintain a hold
on your own, you will grow
deaf from the chatter
but a child can curl
at her feet and she
will stroke his forehead
in perfect Samadhi.


A reflection on Case 42 of the Mumonkan (Gateless Gate)

SUMMER NIGHT

The moon etches itself
into the cobalt sky.
Orion rests on the margin
of too tall eucalyptus
that reach up to ensnare him.
Luna’s face floats
on the gently shifting pond
staring up at the moon
recognizing no one.
She wonders why the stars
move slowly as she
sits transfixed.
On the window sill
Shakyamuni Buddha
looks at me with
his gentle smile
and bids me goodnight.