Zen poetry: Samsara

Six months
of Change
Six Months
of Suf­fer­ing
Six Months
of Love
Six months
of hap­pi­nessThe nature of Sam­sara:
to realise through daily life
of the empti­ness of ‘I’.
To live in all its glory
the teach­ings of enlight­ened ones
That noth­ing lasts,
All changes,
and we just are
rip­ples on a pond;
rip­ples that for­got
that we are all just water;
rip­ples that for­got
that we are all the same.
Just water in an infi­nite pond,
all the same; united every day.
Feel­ing the effects
of other peb­bles
in other lives.
Not quite get­ting
how incon­se­quen­tial they all are.The nature of Sam­sara.
The teach­ings of enlight­ened ones.
Know­ing that the only thing that mat­ters
Is love,
Com­pas­sion,
Peace,
Us.

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