THINK small

After Gary Snyder’s Meditation Walk practice

A Zen-Buddhist priest and poet 

has a problem with altitude.

His mind empties and opens 

when he takes a Meditation Walk.

In silence, he stops to observe and study. 

Unaware, he sinks in gauze.

The soft walker surrenders to quiet, 

soon he’s up to his knees. 

He sings details in fog-song.

Suddenly a crack appears in the haze. 

He leans closer to study its radiance 

and falls through into the blue.

                        

Nature is not a place to visit. It is home.

Nature is home to poet Gary Snyder.

This Buddhist priest meditates 

to the rhythm of seasons: 

tends a garden in summer,

cuts wood to burn for winter, 

repairs his house and sheds, 

manages and restores his land.  

Poetry grows in his head,

he works the earth.  

Words keep company 

with labor, sun and storm.

In dark winter, he harvests 

his writing for the year.

                        

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Date Published: Novemebr 1, 2022