To Shibata Sensei

[Note: I wrote this poem, if one could call it a poem, in 2013 during retreat. Shibata Sensei, paid our group a visit. He was in his 90s. 20th in the line of bow makers to the Emperor of Japan. He spoke to us, and I was touched by the strength, warmth and light that shone forth from him. He told us then that “deep in your heart, you have the quality of never giving up…”]

Withering petals

on a dying lotus

its roots now in the sky

frail the hands that once were strong

frail the skin that once was supple

but the heart still flutters

like the wings of a butterfly.



Friday August 2, 2013


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