Gazing softly at the trees
Awareness knowing its sacred being, when suddenly
I need to pee!
Those of you who follow my posts regularly will have perhaps noticed a slight Zen flavour to them at times. During my years living in Japan, I read quite a lot of Zen poetry and when suitably inspired, occasionally feel inclined to write the odd 'English' Haiku. This one was inspired by a wonderful conversation I had with a friend on the subjects of authenticity, the physical body, and honouring what 'is'...