Avalokiteshvara
I always find my bodhis in the street
The first sip is joy
The second gladness
And the third serenity
Number four is madness and the last ecstasy
The sparrow hops along the veranda again
Feet wet laughter solemn
Rocks are space
I’m mostly human making kindling
An gobbling down food
Paramita of Dana you can’t fall offf a mountiain
When you get to the top keep climbing
Zen lunatics rucksack wanderers in the zendo
Making up haikus reciting koans
Walkin in Tamalpais
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