See: surviving suns
visit the ancestral
grave . . . Bearded,
with bent canes.

Body become old and it is waiting for the death. Visiting the ancestral grave is to experience the silence of the grave. He is realizing his fear.

To fear death, gentlemen, is no other than to think oneself wise when one is not, to think one knows what one does not…Read More

If there were fragrance
these heavy snow-
flakes settling . . .
Lilies on the rocks

When you release your inner fragrance your consciousness grows been on the rocks of the mind, thoughts.

Maturity has a fragrance. It gives a tremendous beauty to the individual. It gives intelligence, the sharpest possible intelligence. It makes him nothing but…Read More

This snowy morning
that black crow
I hate so much . . .
But he’s beautiful!

We live in a world full of pairs of opposites: birth and death, joy and sorrow, victory and defeat, likes and dislikes, insult and praise, good and evil, and so on. In each pair, one cannot exist without the other. That is why if a child laughs too much, it is told to…Read More

No oil to read by . . .
I am off to bed
but ah! . . .
My moonlit pillow

Unease, anxiety, tension, stress, worry—all forms of fear—are caused by too much future, and not enough presence. Guilt, regret, resentment, grievances, sadness, bitterness, and all forms of non-forgiveness are caused by too much past, and not enough presence. In that mom…Read More

Cold first winter rain . . .
poor monkey,
you too could use
A little woven cape

Mind is like a monkey. As after the first rain of winter water freezes, in the deep meditation mind freezes.

WHAT IS MEDITATION?
Meditation is a technique for personal growth that has been practiced for thousands of years around the world with repeatable…Read More