round midnight
we take our zafus
from the meditation hall
and go out onto the verandah
for night sitting
five of us in a line
overlooking
an immaculately raked
gravel garden
backed by tall cedars
we sit in zazen
and breathe in
and out
the cold
night air
I see the silhouette
of the temple gate
against the starlit sky
the shadow of the eaves
on the white sand
the priest today
talked about non-duality
no separation
but I hear you out there
by the willow weeping
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 1:59 AM UTC
round midnight
we take our zafus
from the meditation hall
and go out onto the verandah
for night sitting
five of us in a line
overlooking
an immaculately raked
gravel garden
backed by tall cedars
we sit in zazen
and breathe in
and out
the cold
night air
I see the silhouette
of the temple gate
against the starlit sky
the shadow of the eaves
on the white sand
the priest today
talked about non-duality
no separation
but I hear you out there
by the willow weeping