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By Larch On September 28th, 2010

I didn’t come to this forest

to become the seaweed harvester.

I came to sit, emptying myself.

I don’t go to the garden to

just get food.

I go to become empty/receptive

to plant voices/pulsations.

A boat is not for

“getting to the islands”.

It is for sitting, zazen,

and rather than

“watching the breath,”

one may start with

“Row, row, row your boat,

gently down the stream,

merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,

life is but a dream.”

flat calm reflects sky

water reflects sky

clouds reflected on water

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