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Autumn Leaves Shapeshifting
While I was looking down into water filled with leaves, an old tree with hallowed eyes opened wide its wooden mouth and whispered gently— Why are you so sad? In cyclic transformations nothing ever dies! See the autumn leaves shapeshifting … Continue reading
Posted in Fall Colors, photography, Poetry
Tagged buddhism, leaves, mushrooms, Nature, Water
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Dishpan and Buckets
Underneath a tree little Buddha me sitting in a dishpan filled with water. Joy floats easily into an open mind. I laughed when the words “joy floats easily” fell out of my fingers and splashed onto the computer keyboard. Strangely … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Memories, Photo Essay
Tagged buddhism, camping, children, Joy dishwashing, poetry
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Wisdom of the Yawning Tree
As the old tree yawned its wisdom awoke and said: Bugs that ate my insides out flew off in a woodpecker. I tried to laugh, but only yawned because I was too tired. Life and death circles ’round coming as it’s going … Continue reading
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