Between Basho and Buddha

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I am one, who eats his breakfast
Gazing at morning’s glory
Ripe with the naked faith
Who hates to be conquered by grief
My eternal law is the secret
Of expecting positive embraces

I conquer by love like a messenger
I am owned by the sound of the wind
My voice speaks of one world of color
Where the journey itself is the home
To live poetry is better than to write it
For imitation is not the real experience

I am one, who eats his miles together
I prefer to stand united at this juncture
Sharing one cherry blossom, between
Our two lives, how long have I waited
To see among the dawn flowers
The face of God in nature, the nature
Of the face of God, she is revealed.

Photography Credits: Calvin Wu, illustrator: https://www.facebook.com/CalvinWu.Illustration

8 thoughts on “Between Basho and Buddha

  1. I love this one! “My eternal law is the secret / of expecting positive embraces.” Beautiful. Thank you for your work.

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