Zen Humor
I’ve been thinking so much
I miss a lot.
While I’m thinking about what happened
something else is always happening.
So I tried not thinking
and began to think about that…
Tonight, waking, half asleep
I found this.
It was there,
a delight.
I’ve been up since
writing this damned poem.
Thinking about it.
Text and photographs Copyright 2008 David H. Roche
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Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
The Root of Compassion
I remained…
terror stricken
until seeing
‘I’ does not exist
separate from shooting stars,
raindrops, meadows,
rivers, redwoods,
springtime, harvest
the sea or you.
Text, photographs and videos Copyright 2008 David H. Roche Click highlighted links.
terror stricken
until seeing
‘I’ does not exist
separate from shooting stars,
raindrops, meadows,
rivers, redwoods,
springtime, harvest
the sea or you.
Text, photographs and videos Copyright 2008 David H. Roche Click highlighted links.
Friday, November 21, 2008
For My Children: I Believe
(Click on photographs for detail.)
I choose to die alone;
there’s no need to cry.
I will cry for you.
It won’t be easy,
not with all the memories.
If you remember me,
that is enough.
You have a heaven waiting
while I see galaxies unborn.
I believe they are the same;
I’ll meet you there.
Text and Photographs copyright 2008 David H. Roche
I choose to die alone;
there’s no need to cry.
I will cry for you.
It won’t be easy,
not with all the memories.
If you remember me,
that is enough.
You have a heaven waiting
while I see galaxies unborn.
I believe they are the same;
I’ll meet you there.
Text and Photographs copyright 2008 David H. Roche
Sunday, November 09, 2008
360 Degrees
Sunday, November 02, 2008
Illumination
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- The Shaman
- A practitioner of the art of living with the intent of learning how to die without fear.