Archive for May, 2013



” There is a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. ‘If it be now, tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all.”



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Standing Deer




As the house of a person
in age sometimes grows cluttered
with what is
too loved or too heavy to part with,
the heart may grow cluttered.
And still the house will be emptied,
and still the heart.

As the thoughts of a person
in age sometimes grow sparer,
like a great cleanness come into a room,
the soul may grow sparer;
one sparrow song carves it completely.
And still the room is full,
and still the heart.

Empty and filled,
like the curling half-light of morning,
in which everything is still possible and so why not.

Filled and empty,
like the curling half-light of evening,
in which everything now is finished and so why not.

Beloved, what can be, what was,
will be taken from us.
I have disappointed.
I am sorry. I knew no better.

A root seeks water.
Tenderness only breaks open the earth.
This morning, out the window,
the deer stood like a blessing, then vanished.

 The Lives of the Heart Poems by Janes Hirshfield

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song sparrow in wind 2

Like the wind searching,
lifting feathers round
the sparrow’s neck,
lifting leaves in a wave
across the bean field,
I find no place
where I can say,
here my being ends.

from Stepping Into Brilliant Air, by Colin Oliver



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spring sparrow 37

The universe is forever falling apart —
No need to push the button,
It collapses at a finger’s touch:
Why, it barely hangs on the tail of a sparrow’s eye.

The universe is so much eye secretion,
Hordes leap from the tips
Of your nostril hairs. Lift your right hand:
It’s in your palm. There’s room enough
On the sparrow’s eyelash for the whole.

A paltry thing, the universe:
Here is all the strength, here the greatest strength.
You and the sparrow are one
And, should he wish, he can crush you.
The universe trembles before him.

from Zen Poetry: Let the Spring Breeze Enter, by Takashi Ikemoto


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“When the groundhog casts his shadow
And the small birds sing
And the pussywillows happen
And the sun shines warm
And when the peepers peep
Then it is Spring”

Margaret Wise Brown

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safe to enter

sparrow nest

Rinpoche said that we should meditate in the same way that a sparrow enters a nest. A sparrow spends some time investigating whether or not it is safe to enter. Once his examination is over, he then enters unhesitatingly. That’s a wonderful metaphor for practice. First clear up all your doubts about your technique, then throw yourself into the technique with no separation or self-consciousness. Of course, it’s easy to say, but that is the direction toward which we should be moving.
Bruce Newman, A Beginner’s Guide to Tibetan Buddhism

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flight of sparrows

The sparrow that is twittering on the edge of my balcony
is calling up to me this moment a world of memories
that reach over half my lifetime,
and a world of hope that stretches farther than any flight of sparrows.

– Donald G. Mitchell

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