I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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With H. K. at Hunan
Some feel intensely
Stalking eyes through writhing fog.
October’s owls growl.
Some know light sweeps through
All the cracks to bathe worthy
Feet of refugees.
Light made visible
Takes a prophet’s form before
It evaporates.
Have I revealed too
Much? A turtle’s arabesque
Is my comfort shawl.
[Disposable Haiku October 11, 2015]
Dr. Mike
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