Poems

Poem 113
Posted on 10.26.20 | by Marla Garcia

Empty birth realizes empty, empty realizes empty, Red dust flower is red, red flower is red, At midnight awake from the dream, clear but not thorough, Sun at dawn frost and snow melt suddenly.

Poem 108
Posted on 10.20.20 | by Marla Garcia

Many thorns under feet of monastic practice, See blood stains all over on straw shoes, Follow the path full of stains identified, Might as well bare feet tread on the ground.

Poem 107
Posted on 10.20.20 | by Marla Garcia

Dry branches of entire forest as firewood, Fire blazes without any concerns, Charcoals and ashes give back to the earth, Collect together as soil fertilizers for planting new trees.

Poem 106
Posted on 10.20.20 | by Marla Garcia

Ten billion Mt. Sumeru ten billion continents, Hiding body in dharma realm no withdrawing necessary, Immeasurable light and life, formless Dharmakaya, Plant in void, wherever touch flowers blossom.