Waves of Reflections at the Bandon Jetty
By Michael P. Garofalo
January 2023
The immense Oceans are undrinkable, and
in some ways unthinkable.
No fresh water begets death, and
Water is Life.
Words from the Heart Scripture went unsaid, and
the Bodhi Tree flourished in Life's Garden.
Something evolves from Something Else, and
nothing evolves from nothing.
Beings emerge from Beings, and
emptiness disappears into emptiness.
"Nothing" is not a noun-thing, and
"Somethings" are dependent relationships.
Forms are Full, and
Fullness begets Forms.
Somethings created my body-mind, and
my body-mind created somethings.
The Dao marries Yin-Yang, and
some of their step-children are Black Holes.
Chaos is not emptiness, and
the Void provides Space for Somethings.
Somethings are transitory, ephemeral, and
They are Not empty illusions or unreal.
Time is the crux of the matter, and
Somethings come and go, appear and disappear.
"Nothing" is the absence of Something
we desire, and
not the presence of something.
Somethings are Appearances, and
Appearances are Somethings.
Is or is not, true or false, real or unreal,
something or nothing, be Careful, and
sometimes choose the Middle Way of Maybe So.
Pointing to Nothing, and
slogging through a muddy muddle of Mu.
Come Closer, Come Closer, and
Open the Door to Wonderous Beings.
Come Closer, Come Closer, and
Embrace Body-Mind-Spirit.
Cast off emptiness and the void.
Gate Gate Parasamgate Bodhi Svaha, and
some Lotus plants died in a drought. Oh No!
Words from the Heart went unsaid, and
the Bodhi Tree flourished in Life's Garden. (5)
By Michael P. Garofalo
January 2023
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