Sunday, February 12, 2006

Sunday Prayer

In the Sunday-morning drizzle a songbird sings with all his might.
It is neither God, nor the Universe.
Thy will be done.
Thy will be done.
Sweet songbird's song,
Thy will be done.

14 Comments:

Blogger Pierre Turlur said...

Sunday morning drizzle
Sitting in this
This
sitting with me
Birdsongs
chirps and chips of nothing
falling
all around
falling, dancing,
undoing the veil
inviting the unknown guest
pointing, pointing
blades of the sweetest fire

Then
Walking in all this
robes flaping in the wind
a shiver in both trees and spine

Sunday, February 12, 2006  
Blogger Mike Cross said...

Out beyond our ideas
Of not doing bad, allowing the good,
There is a field of happiness.
I'll meet you there.

Sunday, February 12, 2006  
Blogger Michael said...

:)

Sunday, February 12, 2006  
Blogger MikeDoe said...

Out beyond our ideas
Of not doing bad, allowing the good,
There is a field.
I'll meet you there.

Sunday, February 12, 2006  
Blogger zero said...

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Sunday, February 12, 2006  
Blogger HumptyDumpty said...

Hello Mike

1. What does it mean exactly to 'allow' whilst sitting in Zazen?

2. What does it mean to 'just wake up' whilst sitting in Zazen?

Thanks

H

Sunday, February 12, 2006  
Blogger Mike Cross said...

Thank you for your questions, HD.

My answers are as follows:

1. I don't know.

2. I don't know.

But let us keep asking.

Sunday, February 12, 2006  
Blogger Chris said...

What can I say? I'm inspired.

Songbird perched
On winter's branch
Spring lies beneath the snow

The buds on trees
Remain with ease
When tulips start to grow

Sunday, February 12, 2006  
Blogger Mike Cross said...

To hell with God, to hell with the Universe.

If even a single spring bud can truly be allowed to remain at ease even for a single moment... who knows what miraculous possibilities might thereby open up?

Even the buddhas with their bottomless wisdom cannot fathom the merit of one moment of Zazen practiced by one true individual.

To hell with God, and to hell with the Universe. Just true Zazen is all.

Sunday, February 12, 2006  
Blogger HumptyDumpty said...

Thank you Mike. You can be sure that I'll keep on asking.

H

Sunday, February 12, 2006  
Blogger zero said...

And there, in the depths of emptiness
We may find our disowned heart.
Ready to forgive us
If only, if only
We dare to give voice to its wild cries.
How could what is beyond causes and conditions
Be afraid of consequences?
Free at last, free at last!

Monday, February 13, 2006  
Blogger Mike Cross said...

Freedom is our human inheritance. That is one of limitlessly many messages in the songbird's song. We are free from the beginning. We need not dare to do anything.

Monday, February 13, 2006  
Blogger zero said...

Mike,

if you're referring to my latest post - yes, that was exactly my point, or rather one of many. So we seem to agree again...

Monday, February 13, 2006  
Blogger Mike Cross said...

Thank you, zero.

No criticism intended -- just using your words as a stimulus, and struggling to allow an appropriate response.

The response you have stimulated, whether for good or bad I don't know, is my latest post.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006  

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