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- Annie B. Bond
- May 21, 2005
- 5:05 am
- 80 comments
This inspiring poem by the American Buddhist poet Jim Harrison invites us to slow down and deeply enter in to the spirit of the season. It becomes a short but uplifting meditation on the nature of spring.
Experience it here:
Dogen’s Dream
by Jim Harrison
What happens when the god of spring
meets spring? He thinks for a moment
of great whales traveling from the bottom
to the top of the earth, the day the voyage
began seven million years ago
when spring last changed its season.
He enters himself, emptiness
desiring emptiness. He sleeps
and his sleep is the dance of all the birds
on earth flying north.
Read more: Spirit, Inspiration
Adapted from Beneath a Single Moon, edited by Kent Johnson and Craig Paulenich (Shambhala, 1991). Copyright (c) 1991 by Johnson and Paulenich. Reprinted by permission of Shambhala.
Adapted from Beneath a Single Moon, edited by Kent Johnson and Craig Paulenich (Shambhala, 1991).
Annie B. Bond
Annie is a renowned expert in non-toxic and green living. Named one of the top 20 environmental leaders by Body and Soul Magazine, Annie has authored four books, including "Home Enlightenment" (Rodale Press, 2005) and "Better Basics for the Home" (Three Rivers Press, 1999).
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Lovely poem....
The birds around me hopped and played,
Their thoughts I cannot measure:--
But the least motion which they made
It seemed a thrill of pleasure
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Odorous perfume, beautiful rose.
Soft silky petals,
sharp thorns like pointy needles.
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Thanks for sharing a beautiful poem
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very nice, thank you
Very lovely! Thank you.
Thanks for the article.
uplifting indeed
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