Saturday, March 29, 2008

doubt it

head bowed to the storm
integrated within unseen
prison of self doubt

to find the arrow through the eye
the mind makes a shift
to open interpretation

shadow without sunshine
suspension of time
hangs on the edge of the season

like snowflakes falling
humble soft and open
emerge from empty

Without arrogance for there is no scale to measure against, humility allows gentle to pervade.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

useful or not

Bob looking rather composed in all his orangeness.

wheels roll on layers
of texture balanced
between useful or not

indicated by arrows leading
into then back along the top
anomaly perhaps undetected

the climb into the visual experience
relies on a trusted base
to avoid sudden suspension

Find the confidence that comes from knowing everything you do is based on being fundamentally truthful to yourself.

Monday, March 24, 2008

bowls of snow

The Whitewater ski hill nearby. Lots and lots of snow falls in this little bowl.

overwhelmed by winter
one tree maintains the start on spring
holding onto color

amid noise and confusion of persistent
thought seeking decision
one paw print indicates direction

Ever losing balance; regained by trying to maintain meditative discipline in every breath moment.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

within time

those seeking sunlight
seep from frozen ground
to bring back color

time roller coaster
protection in layers
until the final cut

this temporal face created
from the crap left behind by the birds
has no fear to disappear with a wave

Aspiring to no more than the next moment's breath the unexpected contains no fear.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

see sun seen

finding flower fairy
frozen in stone
freed by imagination

you don't have to say a word
the answer is in the eyes
and everything that they see

can only one shape
give life to simple stone
not without you

Through our perceptive abilities we connect with the world around us and when we recognize the essence of all as it is, there is no separation.

Monday, March 17, 2008

moving along

A monthly look at the progress of the growth beneath the nose and from the chin.

Even from a moving vehicle through a windshield lens, 'bob' still looks good.

Another moving vehicle photo, buried in blue that's home in the middle.

This one I stood still for. I love the empty shapes the hills make or vice versa.

suspended leaf awaits
a natural progression
built in to the revolution

Integrated into the rhythm of the order of the world slipped into we find a beat/leaf that fits into the natural flow of the whole.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

some unseen

suspended through reflective vision
highlighted by slanting light
colour dips into the source

gravity draws designs
where eyes cannot see
beauty ripples freely

behind the face perpetuating setting-sun vision
separated by perceptive dimension
a reflection of compassion

A warrior's success or failure is the journey, not the reason for it, and is unwavering and dedicated as is the sun.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

three years going

there are places in the vision stream
where everything is balanced with everywhere
within a window found

faced with the unknown
centered vision discovers
no place like om

one rock identified
admired for its singular beauty
is still made of stone

Honed to a perfection born to, scaled perceptions dull the brilliance.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

storied song

rippled over the invisible
frequency tuned to colour
symbols sing stories

rock mind finds a leaf body
to express empty
present in the condition

emerging from abstract
fearless dignity
in the here now

Arrival in the fearless moment integrating mind and body, one has no apologies to make for being here and human. The sun rises on dignity and power.

Sunday, March 09, 2008

under watered

suspended like balance in mind
is only a theoretical concept
until awareness turns it to real

surfacing in just the right place
to draw the lines as if to focus on the face
one eye sees all

when two parts of a whole
are presented as separate
which one is empty

still only a shadow rising without identity
combined with the elements
the stone remains a rock

synchronized to instill harmony
body and mind combine
to escape the prison of doubt

Once discipline is ingrained enough to become second nature the freedom of the lack of doubt brings a keen awareness and mind and body free of confusion.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

journey to the moon

bags packed for a journey to the moon
ever aware of shadow script shapes
and the message they communicate

timed just right
the flow from one bottle to the next
follows no predictable line

positioned to effect drama
minimal bits of line needed
to convey faces in shadows

deep inside the confusion of the shape
the interloper can find its own face
and trace the journey back to the source

The world around, full of delightful things, have a look at everything, in every aspect; wonder full.

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

steady rises

I needed a thumbnail for a chess site I play at. Calculating.

I guess the progress of snow on the elephant's back, photographed at each month's start, will become a new series.

once a leaf from another angle
sudden snowfall splatter
motionless calm

in a brief moment of black pavement
and bouncing white bundles of snow
nature alive with weather

there are ways of looking at things
where perpendicular is only perspective askew
face it there is something new

pervasive continuity
makes no distinction about place
and shines on everything beneath its gaze

Continual revolution of the sun around this planet maintains everything as does our stalwart pursuit of life experience through dedicated eyes.

Saturday, March 01, 2008

vibrating pixels

in between the focused and the sound
is a level of vibration
that smells like home

only the rock can say
whether or not it meets its zen
ours is left to decide

convergence of lines in passing
recalls the ideal position
for symbols to exhibit presence

always in the details
arrangements can be found like sounds
emanate a life of their own

Decayed leaf and subtle shades of life as moss formed rock remind the cycle turns in spite of mind, we are in a world of wonder.