It always brings sadness
To the elderly
Sitting on the ground
Under cherry trees
Bento and sakura mochi
Along the Kamogawa
Drag an old heart down
in the beauty
Of pink flowers: Spring
Lovely yet so hard
Another year to suffer
Lifting sake to the gods!




Rayn Roberts

I lived six years in Japan, one year in Kyoto, a remarkable place.

A Bodhisattva Speaks of Why The Buddhas Smile

I have been asleep ten thousand years
Here, where I live
I have been dreaming this side of a river
Where smiles are lost
The shore of a dream where now
In stillness deep
Chanting the beat of dragonfly wings
Feeling the ache
In a mariposa lily opening slowly
Know the vibration
In sunflower and sunfish asleep in water
Recording eternity
In a cricket song, I wake to Deathlessness.

And this is all there is of the moment
The red light in dawn air
Gold violet scent
At my feet and in my raven hair,
To see the world
And say to it, use my wisdom like holy water
Dip hands and heal,
By the miracle of my laughter and look
By my many births
More than the lights in a million night skies
Where I walk
No being is harmed, all
Are let be, left in perfect peace.

That is why Buddhas smile. That is the Smile


First Published by Earth First & Warrior Poets 1998

Warrior Poets


Secrets From the Mountains Above Nagoya

Sitting in the mist
between two boulders
I cannot see the way
in this bamboo wood,
but the birds sing
and there is the chirp
and bellow of frogs–

In layers of fern and limb
a sudden stillness,
the mist has cleared–
a deer emerges,
walks to the edge of water,
drinks, and moves on
completely content,
without regard
for the white iris blooming there

I too am content,
singing softly to myself
to the birds and frogs
that answer with silence–
I take off my clothes
dance in the fern,
drink from the pool.

My footprint
and the deer track

are one.



Rayn Roberts
June-July 1998 Earth First!