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A Flower Does Not Talk

Silently a flower blooms

In silence it falls away;

Yet here now, at this moment, at this place,

the whole of the flower,

the whole of the world is blooming.

This is the talk of the flower,

the truth of the blossom;

the glory of eternal life is fully shining here.

Zenkei Shibayama

Nanzenji Monastery

Kyoto, Japan

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Jaana Bombin
Jaana Bombin
Jan 29, 2021

If I were a Temple

would I open my doors and windows

The Sun of everybody to shine

winds of all directions to blow in

Would I remember

that everybody who enters is equal

is having ones own light to shine

The Light so bright

Who would remind me

to see the Beauty there where I would rather not see

to let myself feel the Wind on my skin from the unknown direction

to love my neighbor as myself


The way I see and the way I feel

I either lock myself in or let the door open

I either find myself or lose


I want to let

the brightest Light in

all winds to blow

I remember

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