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Sep. 26th, 2010 01:45 pmWas hunting for a poem read at church by Mary Oliver - regarding the full catastrophe of life, but found this instead...
Next Time by Mary Oliver
Next time what I'd do is look at
the earth before saying anything. I'd stop
just before going into a house
and be an emperor for a minute
and listen better to the wind
or to the air being still.
When anyone talked to me, whether
blame or praise or just passing time,
I'd watch the face, how the mouth
has to work, and see any strain, any
sign of what lifted the voice.
And for all, I'd know more -- the earth
bracing itself and soaring, the air
finding every leaf and feather over
forest and water, and for every person
the body glowing inside the clothes
like a light.
Zen parable read at church that I found rather interesting:
A zen monk decides to take a long walk...and he starts paying so much attention to the flowers, he loses track of where he is going...until he becomes quite lost. Before long he hears the growl of a tiger. So he takes off and runs - only to come across a cliff with a 50 foot drop. About ten feet down he sees a solitary branch, so he takes a deep breath and jumps and just manages to grasp hold of the branch. Sighing in relief he looks up to see the Tiger sit down to wait for him to either fall or attempt to climb up again, below, alligators are beginning to circle. And directly in front, he notices a couple of gophers pop up and begin to gnaw on the branch. After a few moments he also sees a wild strawberry...hanging from the branch just within reach.
The monk takes a deep breath and uses all his strength to pluck it, then he eats it with rapture and exclaims "delicious".
I thought this was an excellent metaphor for life...tigers in front, alligators below, gophers gnawing away...but hello! Strawberries!!
Next Time by Mary Oliver
Next time what I'd do is look at
the earth before saying anything. I'd stop
just before going into a house
and be an emperor for a minute
and listen better to the wind
or to the air being still.
When anyone talked to me, whether
blame or praise or just passing time,
I'd watch the face, how the mouth
has to work, and see any strain, any
sign of what lifted the voice.
And for all, I'd know more -- the earth
bracing itself and soaring, the air
finding every leaf and feather over
forest and water, and for every person
the body glowing inside the clothes
like a light.
Zen parable read at church that I found rather interesting:
A zen monk decides to take a long walk...and he starts paying so much attention to the flowers, he loses track of where he is going...until he becomes quite lost. Before long he hears the growl of a tiger. So he takes off and runs - only to come across a cliff with a 50 foot drop. About ten feet down he sees a solitary branch, so he takes a deep breath and jumps and just manages to grasp hold of the branch. Sighing in relief he looks up to see the Tiger sit down to wait for him to either fall or attempt to climb up again, below, alligators are beginning to circle. And directly in front, he notices a couple of gophers pop up and begin to gnaw on the branch. After a few moments he also sees a wild strawberry...hanging from the branch just within reach.
The monk takes a deep breath and uses all his strength to pluck it, then he eats it with rapture and exclaims "delicious".
I thought this was an excellent metaphor for life...tigers in front, alligators below, gophers gnawing away...but hello! Strawberries!!