A selection of poems from members of the Way of The Forest Empty Mountain Zen Hermitage sanga.
I Woke Up One Night
I woke up one night; there was no rain; or thunder, or hail; or sideways rain,I moved some blinds and the moon was still full,I imagined the blue-purple water Lillies, I had seen some days ago.I could see my little dam in the full moon. Was my little dam full yet?It was calling out for […]