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Category: Buddha
“Where to Begin” in The Seattle Star
Where to Begin Two concrete rectangles, steel and wood Call one bed, the other, living room A door in and out, white walls breathe and bend Black and white floors tiles flex to feet, Large windows let in light A turquoise chair is married to a red desk A white telephone has divorced a black […]
Any Day Now
Nothing you were to think, feel, know, remains intact The givens all gone, the body unravels The soul does not exist: where spirit seemed to breathe A great hole deepens, a sea of liquid sound spills in Pure as God’s voice, moonlight-shoals and starry reefs In vacancies of time too wide to navigate, the soul […]
Reflections on Lord Buddha
Sorrows have shortened my life, I wander In the garden on deep nights Moonlight on the pond, the golden scales Of sleeping fish glisten and glow– I know the lotus seed of the enlightened life, Ponder the deaths of so many people Rotting in mass graves: Jews, queers Gypsies, the insane, the demented Herded into […]
What the Smiles of the Buddhas Mean
Smiles east to west? No. Buddhas, temples Flowers, candles, incense Outer symbols of inner realities! The smile from the center of the heart Shines in all directions, outward… The Poem appeared first in “The Fires of Spring” a book of poems by Rayn Roberts 2002
Get a Grip
Easier it is to lift a ten ton boulder on a mountain than to calmly sit and put a collar on an unruly mind. Rayn Roberts 2017
Quasi Koan
When the sun goes down and darkness deepens when candles burn out around a Buddha, is a Buddha still a Buddha if no light reveals a Buddha? Rayn Roberts
