I have been going through the papers I’ve been carrying around while traveling and came across a couple of things I wrote when I first arrived at the house I stayed in on Cortez Island during the last week of February. It would seem I was pondering on ‘enough’ back then.
In lighter and darker
Shades of green
Set in wafts of
grey mist.The Sound
seamlessly IS
Sky – water – land
No edges.As a hungry stranger
Wanting, watching
To see
More.Is not the green and grey
Enough?
The drifting wood
The Eagle too?It IS enough.
what a lovely evocative picture. What a lovely evocative set of words. Thank you.
More…I want more of Enough!
Through the open window
Come all the sounds of the living world.
Late afternoon. Spring breeze.
This is sufficient.
Always is forever here.
This poem appeared in my mind on the third day of our monastic retreat this past week. We must be on the “same wavelength.” In gassho.
Think we must be Reverend. Spring is in the air.