I guess I understand now
It's not about the looks
There's more to it
Even when it comes to personality
It's more about the emotions one posses
We become this person
Who wants to know more
And be there to see the ****** expression
The feelings this special someone feels

Yes, that's it.

To see all of heaven in your hands
and feel the courage of the morning after
hold a newborn baby
and listen to a dying friend’s laughter

Whatever is thus, I am prepared for the inquisition of the soul
I never asked to be born, but I am responsible for my role
The spine of the divide was the shortest distance to the light
I always avoided the blood, but ate the body every night

What beat down upon every decision was the eye of my creator
While he lit temptations fire, I became it’s very nature
I once learned on bridges and dirt roads, then by love that died
Never once was a moment when I knew what was inside

To not forgive someone
to whom you owe so much;
is to accuse without depth
or the right to benefit by their touch

Whatever it became, I once only saw what required no belief
Then rivers without a head or feet, only direction but no relief
Then came with eyes closed, the life built around the mind
And what was my feeling of grace became something I could not find

I belong, though indulgence became empathy and recognition, a mystery
The story you thought was written without regret is forgotten history
To reach each other without shock or judgment is to know both ways
Up or down, left or right, man or woman, right or wrong, insult or praise

To watch the change in love
or the desire for loneliness instead of anger
is to hold a heart that you forgot
and a mind to whom you became a stranger

The way she came in,
She glanced at you,
She drank her black tea,
She smiles at you,
To change your Satori,
As a new awakening.

Sunlight slants
on pale pink
cherry blossoms;

for exactly an instant,

I really See.

~mce

We have found the light
After years of search,
After miles of travel,
We have found the light

We can see the light
As the brightness overwhelms,
As the mystery awaits,
We can see the light

We have known the light
From it's pains and hardships,
To it's glorious triumphs,
We have known the light

We have left the light**
Out of falsified hopes,
Out of rage at the destination,
We have left the light

Another day
to show up for.

Chores to do,
people to love,
choices to make:

nothing special.

Just what is,
just all that is,
just everything
that matters.
  - mce

When asked why I am a Buddhist,
I usually reply, "Because I'm
the kind of man who needs
a great many second chances."

The Dharma Wheel keeps spinning.

Turn after turn, life after life,
eternally, world without end:

another chance to get it right.
   ~mce