A Zen life is not just a Zen life.

Moving through life, closes it.
What is sought for, is not found.
Moving with life, opens

Life of Simplicity.

Word of Honor.

Faithful to those you Love.

A Listening ear to those in need.

A Shoulder of comfort, arms

I see the world flowing
But I also see it standing still
It's almost like I could hold it in my hand

The details call for my

Kyoto Autumn

In your gardens of meditation

Framed by bamboo

And autumnal hue;

We sit

Feeling the coolness

of air beneath

Your cobalt

Zen

The little Zen hide away sits on top of a hill
The wind blows quick and strong
Gates block off a once free land that hides