Guest

                                   

No need to awaken.
No need to transcend.
Awakening pervades
the dream, the dream
pervades awakening.
If you know that your
next inhalation is the paramour
who danced with the Creator
when the world was spun
like sugar from nothing,
there's nowhere else
you need to go.
One breath
annihilates the difference
between soul and body.
Just pay a little more attention
to what flows in and out.
It doesn't matter if your atoms
are made from the light of stars
that ceased to exist
before you were conceived.
Walk softly on this planet,
not like a landlord but a guest.
If you don't know how to bend
and be hollow as a reed,
how can you be filled with music?

Photo: my backyard Buddha