may the new year bring you peace, companionship and adventure…may all beings be happy!
when I came here, I believed
it was the mountains that called,
and so they do – Dogen told us this
hundreds of years ago.
these mountains walk.
these blue mountains always
walk. How slowly we must see
to see this. the morning sky
speaks softly running west to east,
reaching to embrace the mountains –
fog and rain,
the blue white brilliance of snow.
everything is a sign
to those who would see. Winter
is here. the grasses of summer
are brittle and brown
beneath my feet. Up ahead,
a dozen mountain bluebirds
break cover as one, each
a singular sliver of blue, each
a slice of heaven, rising,
spiraling up into this limitless sky,
for the embrace of the mountains,
for the blue-white brilliance
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