When the answer
Cannot be put into words
The question
Cannot be put into words
The riddle does not exist
So it's good morrow
As day's lovely banner unfurls
In the world
Blue dawn suffused
With red and gold
Before the dogs
And birds awake
I walk with beauty
Like the night
Down the dark cliff
To the murmuring sea
On the path to enlightenment
And inner peace
With one black eye
And a bloody lip
Early morning, Xepon, Laos: photo by Peter Rimar. 2007
Red sunrise: photo by Fir0002, 2004
3 comments:
Oh my god I love this one!
simple. but effective to the max!!
TC!
Tom, I'd say the black eye and bloody lip are what make this quintessentially 'Zen'. Inner peace 'don't come easy' sometimes...
Sometimes I feel the riddle (whatever it is) doesn't exist, at other times I'm all for riddling...
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