Ajarn Wu Hsih redux

"trees of life"

two trees feeding on the same ground
growing together when they were found

years enjoying one sun and one moon
also drenched in the rains of monsoon

throu' them winds blow, hot and cold
they stood together, their roots tightly hold

yet they bear fruits not for each other
not even for a child, mother or father

they are the trees of life: good and evil

 mural, Bro kyrka, Gotland

Ajarn Wu Hsih redux

12^th Septon Flow 

Mind seated in a posture

Enumerating the ephemerals

Cogitating of cognition

Rendering itself powerless

Awaiting for an iota of grace

Longing for the Beloved

To come and bestow

Even just a glance

Yes, a glance into a mirror

A Vanity -- Auguste Toulmouche

Ajarn Wu Hsih redux

" Nondual-dual-nondual Tree of Life"

The tree of life grows

From beginninglessness to endlessness.

Its root grows from Infinity.

Its tip extending to Infinity.

There are branches,

There are leaves,

There are flowers,

There are fruits,

But there is only One

Nondual-dual-nondual Tree!

And so, there are palpable prominences

Of falling leaves,

Of drying flowers,

Of rottening fruits,

Of falling branches;

Fuelling the flame

Of embered desires,

Of greed.

Leaving only ashes of vanity.

Until comes the regeneration

Of the Seed.

The budding of evergreen leaves.

Bearing flowers of hope

And fruits of deliverance

By The One who uttered,

"BE!"

And it is.

Ajarn Wu Hsih redux

A Veil  

As long as the spells of time, space
Delude the gullibles as rats in race.
Wars will go on within human race.  
Believing that one fights for a cause.
Each to his demise without a pause.
His charges like those of a blind horse.  
Such is the design of life a veil.
It starts, ends inside a triangular jail.
No one is exempted, yet all shall prevail. 

Metropolitan Correctional Center

Ajarn Wu Hsih redux

"nude"

holding onto a web 
woven into the edges
of rainbow quilt,

i wander in the rhapsody
of the unstruck sound,
led by eternal longing
for the sweet lotus scent
emanating from her navel
bedecked with jewel.

with each beat, i pause
and i sip from the vine the wine
pressed by three thousand maidens
moaning in unison, "aaaaaaaah!"
but my beloved's moan i yearn.
in the dawn, upon awakening
from deep slumber
after dreaming of her and i
being not two but whole, nude.

Le Baiser (The Kiss) -- August Rodin

Ajarn Wu Hsih redux

"Veiled Being"

Not a settler but a cosmic stream I am,  
A process in progress of feeling the ideal love.
I come and I go from sight to site
In search of You, Maharliiná,
To taste the surge of honeyed passion
In the banks of temporal cyclic flow
And to sniff the flowers of life
That decorate Y....our Being
Veiled with beauteous adjectives.








Tears -- Rio Villegas

Ajarn Wu Hsih redux

_ _ _T_ _ isn't only

H o r i z ontal

but also

.L
A
C
I
T
R
E
V

ylno ton sah TI
YAS ot gnihtemos

gnihtemos sah osla TUB

T
O

S
H
O
W !
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It is qualialized quantum text:
# trapped #, {localized}, (grouped) p h õ n e s
& punct'ritical marks ---
standards and gonfalons held by poets
in strategic places
in times of revolution.
to draw its roaring voice
from the spilt blood of innocence
by the maddening ignorance.
-
It displays:
the beauty
in the ugly;

It shows: >>><
directional goal
in chaos;

It produces:
self from
it.
-
It thaws the consciousness
from frozen desires.
It churns the awareness
from strings.
It calibrates the instruments
of knowing
To untie the knots
of braids.

it is why it is!

If a Woman Have Long Hair -- Guy Radcliffe

Ajarn Wu Hsih redux

Commodity: An Acro-Septon

Cast all your cares...

Onto this last shoppin' you go.

Mind only just one thing:

Make it through the show!

Over prices you'll be passing,

Discounts bidding adieu.

It'll be your grandest procuring,

To get the back the profit "i"

You – 

Yourself lost, lost while trading.

Black Friday -- Tom Sanford

Ajarn Wu Hsih redux

A Septon: The Embrace

The lord embraced her, uttered no word,

With just a kiss she understood her lord.

She afterwards sat on her lord's lap

Lost herself, awareness almost did snap

But tears flowed and drowned the gap

The maiden and her lord in love did unite,

Time got jealous and it fled out of sight!

The world stood still, no day e'en night:

Her past misdemeanors all turned white.

 

Redemption -- Tina Blondell