A Martial Artist Circles

Wind — the moving,
stone — a resting,
fluid — when shifting,
light — the seeing.
Mastery, a
channel, a
presence —
awareness alive.
Eternity sparking,
instant everlasting —
you in mind
envisioning all.

All envisioning
mind in you —
everlasting instant,
sparking eternity.
Alive awareness —
presence,
a channel,
a mastery.
Seeing — the light,
shifting — when fluid,
resting — a stone,
moving — the wind.

19 October 2002

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A Diffusion of Trajectory

I am petrified in wonder —
the unfathomable depth,
the limitless scope —
this moment.
Light bleeds from pores in air,
evaporating to heat.
Mindless one-pointed arrows
flying through space,
racing against time,
one, in the desiring instant,
with goals fixed, focused, mere points.
A hail of arrows, uncountable, cross each other
coring a vanishing fraction of now,
burying their points in pain, success, obscurity,
oblivious of the sun in stone, the soul of space —
themselves.

Themselves —
oblivious of the sun in stone, the soul of space,
burying their points in pain, success, obscurity,
coring a vanishing fraction of now,
a hail of arrows, uncountable, cross each other.
With goals fixed, focused, mere points,
one, in the desiring instant,
racing against time,
flying through space,
mindless one-pointed arrows.
Evaporating to heat,
light bleeds from pores in air.
This moment —
the limitless scope,
the unfathomable depth —
I am petrified in wonder.

14 October 2002