Thursday, August 18, 2011

The only practice

'What do you have to do?
Pack your bags,
Go to the station without them,
Catch the train,
And leave your self behind.

Quite so: the only practice--and once.'
Wei Wu Wei

On waking up,
there is wakefulness.
The birds singing all around the house,
the temperature noticed on the skin.

Walking in the forest soon after,
there is silence,
the senses are open and alert.
There is great wonder
and an almost breathtaking beauty.
As if one is making love
to existence, and one does.
All senses are involved.
Walking is happening,
but nobody who walks.