Growing older, I find
everything important resides
in the ordinary and unimportant.
Shall I then elevate
those ordinary actions,
those unimportant events?
A mistake.
Attach no importance
even to those matters.
Let the ordinary remain
ordinary. Otherwise
you have lost the essence.
When you stop to say,
'Now I am happy' —
the moment is past.
Today, at 'imaginary garden with real toads', the prompt is 'flash 55 PLUS' — a piece of poetry or prose in exactly 55 words, plus (today) a touch of Zen. I sometimes think, if I wasn't Pagan I'd probably be Buddhist; I like a lot of Buddhist sayings. Yet in many ways I think they're opposites. I once read that the difference between the mystic and the magician is that the mystic says, 'This place sucks; I'm outa here,' whereas the magician says, 'This place sucks; let's fix it.' Which puts me with the magicians (or witches). Involvement, not detachment!
The first verse of the above is true about me. To arrive at the rest, I read a lot of Zen poems to get the mindset. Funnily enough, I now think there's truth in all that I've said. But whether it's a poem or a mere homily.... Perhaps it would take a much deeper immersion in Zen to produce true poetry from those ideas.
(I am quite proud of the title! *Grins*.)
(I am quite proud of the title! *Grins*.)
