Poetry and aimless musings of a Zen Buddhist layman, mostly about compassion.
this is beautiful. Where are you? What is this? Or maybe better not to tell. It's like a little haiku on its own! What a lovely idea!!
It's an eddy in Mosquito Creek in North Vancouver. It made me think of one description of the individual self - apparently separate and fixed, but actually re-created every instant, and not exactly separate from the rest of the water.