Potpourri

mulu cave talking zen in all its silence delivering me from the womb of samsara buddha, dharma and sangha haiku for Bandar Seri Begawan the drive around neat and clean as the sultan in the picture' getting the message in the toilet durian season super moon the monk's head glowing with a moon the boat permanently beached on a canvas thanks to my brush two trapeze artists a sixteen legged stunt in a maze of ropes the mountain there it takes me to the nirvana inside me all souls' day the child's grave clean and sparkling again spring parting only your haiku to lighten up the path' solar eclipse the sun hides in the moon's belly my love for this country is like a moon waning and waxing pulling a tide that sweeps me ... in so many directions