Saturday, October 11, 2014

Gary Snyder


“If a Bodhisattva retains the thought of an ego, a person, a being, or a soul, he is no more a Bodhisattva.”

            You be Bosatsu,
            I’ll be the taxi-driver
            Driving you home.

The curious multi-stratified metamorphic rock.  Blue and white,
clouds reaching out.  To survive a winter here learn to browse
and live in holes in the rocks under the snow.
Sabi: One does not have a great deal to give.  That which one
does give has been polished and perfected into a spontaneous
emptiness; sterility made creative, it has no pretensions, and
encompasses everything.

                                    Zen view, o.k.?

Cratershan 15 August 1957
Lookout’s Journal
Gary Snyder, Earth House Hold

1 comment:

Judith Gips said...

one of my favorite of Gary Snyder's poem-teachings.