Poetry A Riprap On The Slick Rock

Grandfather Space. The Mind Is His Wife

Being The Stream Meditation Is Not Just A Rest Or Retreat From The Turmoil Of The Stream Or The Impurity Of The World. It Is A Way Of Being The Stream, So That One Can Be At Home In Both The White Water And The Eddies. Meditation May Take One Out Of The World, But It Also Puts One Totally Into It.

Streams And Mountains Never Stay The Same.

Gratitude To The Great Sky Who Holds Billions Of Stars - And Goes Yet Beyond That - Beyond All Powers, And Thoughts And Yet Is Within Us - Grandfather Space. The Mind Is His Wife

I See A Vision Of A Great Rucksack Revolution Thousands Or Even Millions Of Young Americans Wandering Around With Rucksacks, Going Up To Mountains To Pray, Making Children Laugh And Old Men Glad, Making Young Girls Happy And Old Girls Happier, All Of 'em Zen Lunatics Who Go About Writing Poems That Happen To Appear In Their Heads For No Reason And Also By Being Kind And Also By Strange Unexpected Acts Keep Giving Visions Of Eternal Freedom To Everybody And To All Living Creatures.