Through twilight's brief
false February warmth
your little green spirit
guide
is calling,
"thank you, farewell!"
as he makes his holy pilgrimage
from the dahlia pot on
your back porch
to a golden skunk cabbage
in the wetland
to join the amphibian chorus
in pure terraqueus delight,
one quaver in the emerald Sangha,
rehearsing their old favorite
for the April concert.
O Dharma seeker, do not form
a concept of True Emptiness,
but empty your mind
of all concepts
and just listen, just listen!
Then you might remember
the heart sutra, Earth's
original anthem of Spring:
"Love is Wiser than a Raindrop’s Kiss
and Sadder than Sunrise in a Mist of Roses
when You Are Nothing
but a Frog.”
Photo: Kunito Imai
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