That old bowl
Posted: June 16, 2012 Filed under: buddhism, poetry 4 Comments »It’s a matter of matter or so one thinks.
The half-full bowl and emptiness
are not one or the other.
Everything is like that.
Old babbling songbirds said it too.
If you want to know the Old Bowl,
know the songbird’s silence.
I love the structure. This is a very nice poem. Good work, Cousin.
Thanks for an intriguing poem. I wrote something about listening to birdsong and ear consciousness; the selective process. Current post ‘Listening’ Maybe it’s interesting?
Thanks
Sorry I messed up the link in my previous comment, here it is now:
http://dhammafootsteps.wordpress.com/
Tiramit has a very interesting blog at the above address. Very thoughtful.