With eyes closed I am awakenedAnd see quite clearlyThat in this momentSomething shifted— I see the path I’d taken,The one I thought I’d longed for,no longer holds the Buddha’s footprints.Somewhere along the wayI’ve missed my mark—I’d gone astray. The question loomsLarge in my reflection:Do I go onOr retrace my stepsTo find my way? I sitContinue reading “Under A Buck’s Moon”