“All my life, false and real, right and wrong entangled.
Playing with the moon, ridiculing wind, listening to birds,
many years were wasted seeing the mountain covered with snow.
This winter, I suddenly realize snow makes a mountain.”

                                                                                                       –  Dōgen

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Step into the light

Fifty-four years lighting up the sky.
A quivering leap smashes a billion worlds.
Hah!
Entire body looks for nothing.
Living, I plunge into Yellow Springs.
-Dogen

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geeky photo bits:
This was taken with my Zero 45 pinhole camera using the 25mm configuration. I used Arista.edu 100.

The poem is Dogen’s death poem. I read it for the first time the other day and I love it. I wrote my own “death poem” that I will share on Monday. (I am not planning on dying anytime soon, it was just a writing exercise).