Sunday, January 23, 2022

Thich Nhat Hanh

 Chance brought your  wisdom to me ,

When I needed it  so urgently,

On the days that I searched, in vain for guidance that seemed too far,

Yet in a library , a book for me , along  with those for my children's read...

I took the small book, consolation, I scanned for meaning to my life , 

Words were bound within, my  thoughts were hushed ,in chains, 

Mind  aswirl in soot , calm a mirage  yet...

The monk's words soothed, to calm - direction  my secret.

Slowly to calm ,to seek a path beyond the chaos surrounds ,

To meditate, to my soul sustenance , to words meaning,

To place beyond me , to the whole , to life form in formless state, 

All to chance , some call it fate ,

 All life , all  chance moments ,

I await  for comforting serene moments it brings, 

Hope , love ,  this day, tomorrow, all different facets of the same ,

Peace ,a brief look into time and oneness ...

The  universe, time , all merge , all , moves while still into stillness, 

To the mind, to life, moments measuring time in this known space.... 

(poem by -- PC-3, 01/22/2022)

  

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