“The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance.”
An old shoebox where I throw my thoughts on life, music and people amidst the dust bunnies
Saturday, November 22, 2008
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Spirituality
"Zen does not confuse spirituality with thinking about God while one is peeling potatoes. Zen spirituality is just to peel the potatoes.”
Saturday, April 3, 2004
If
If for five minutes,
I could know your mind,
Could hear the whispering
Between mind and soul
Hear what you know,
Listen to the thoughts you hide.
I dare not judge,
I can not know.
Even in these quiet whispers,
How much good there is in you.
For I know not, and you the same,
Your acts, the words spoken aloud.
Each I can discern,
Whether they be good and true.
But from where each springs
I cannot say, good or ill
Without your mind and soul
In my heart to fill,
In my soul to live.
If I could for five minutes,
Hear all you think and feel;
Then,
I would cherish
Each shining pearl.
I could know your mind,
Could hear the whispering
Between mind and soul
Hear what you know,
Listen to the thoughts you hide.
I dare not judge,
I can not know.
Even in these quiet whispers,
How much good there is in you.
For I know not, and you the same,
Your acts, the words spoken aloud.
Each I can discern,
Whether they be good and true.
But from where each springs
I cannot say, good or ill
Without your mind and soul
In my heart to fill,
In my soul to live.
If I could for five minutes,
Hear all you think and feel;
Then,
I would cherish
Each shining pearl.
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