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Vipassana, March 1999
Hands and feet so cold
sitting in meditation
The gong sounds
eyes open again
The cold has brought snow
filling the valley with silent beauty
Tears of joy flow
the lesson for today
Eyes closed in meditation again
The sound of snow
melting, dripping from the trees
The sound of quail
chutting, passing by
A tear forms
slowly finding its path
What joy! Two lessons before lunch!
Brown rice and squash
bowl warming the hands
Pen, paper, and something to write
the day is complete
The ring on my hand grows heavy
my heart troubled and confused
Must I choose between the Path and the ring
for if I must, I must choose the ring
But wait- "All is clear, only I am cloudy.”
Our love flows from giving
and in Dhamma it will grow
(Now I’m just confused)
So cold, feet, hands, nose
Body stiff and sore
Mind cloudy and unfocused
Big lunch, long nap
The second gong awakens me
Hands and feet so warm!
Body moving easier, vision so vibrant
Mind so clear and focused.
What a tyrant this body is!
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