It is a lie

It is a lie - any talk of God

that does not

comfort

you.

~ Meister Eckhart

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affection for the I-creature

There's a moon in my body, but I can't see it! 

A moon and a sun. 

A drum never touched by hands, beating, 

and I can't hear it.

As long as a human being worries about when he will die, 

and what he has that is his, 

all of his works are zero. 

When affection for the I-creature and what it owns is dead, 

then the work of the Teacher is over. 

The purpose of labor is to learn; 

when you know it, the labor is over. 

The apple blossom exists to create fruit; 

when that comes, the petal falls. 

The musk is inside the deer, 

but the deer does not look for it: 

It wanders around looking for grass. 

~ Kabir

photo by kathleen connally

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the decision

There is a moment before a shape
hardens, a color sets.
Before the fixative or heat of kiln.
The letter might still be taken
from the mailbox.
The hand held back by the elbow,
the word kept between the larynx pulse
and the amplifying drum-skin of the room's air.
The thorax of an ant is not as narrow.
The green coat on old copper weighs more.
Yet something slips through it -
looks around,
sets out in the new direction, for other lands.
Not into exile, not into hope. Simply changed.
As a sandy track-rut changes when called a Silk Road:
it cannot be after turned back from.






~ Jane Hirshfield
from Come, Thief
photo: US landing craft closes on Omaha Beach, 6 June 1944

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