Two a misapprehension
There is only ever one
And yet are also two
No apprehension too

Like rice and barley
Found mixed up together
Letting go in the moment
Holding without grasping


This is based on an old Zen story, but sadly even though I recall the story and its moral I cannot relocate it. Anyone?


About Ben Naga

Pilgrim on the lam. Please feel free to explore the links to learn more. I trust you will find some things there will have been worth the effort. See you there.

Posted on February 21, 2014, in Poems and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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