poetry, prose, and photography
Rain has returned
It feels more like Seattle
The one of my memory
So much of my life has been spent in the presence of Seattle’s rain. Though it chills my skin, it warms my heart.
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Beautiful sound
Rain rattling gutters
The parched earth healing
Claiming my own mind
Seeking the truest power
Releasing all else
This is the deepest truth for students of Zen. Yet is hard to live this, at times, at least. Hence the need for constant practice and discipline. Mastering resisting our temptation to steal our future from ourselves.
By studying emptiness
We become filled with beauty
Autumn’s gentle rains
In the night’s quiet
Human activity done
Except this poem
Good night my friends! May it be a great rest. Please give the post a like and share on your favorite social media channel.
A symphony’s bliss
Artists rising towards a cause
Interdependence
āWe glorify
Independence
Yet it is imperfect.
Humanity needs
Community
Nothing more destructive
Than isolation
Keys dancing boldly
The Romance of Ravel sings
Transition to rest
Listening to a glorious piano play as I prepare for sleep feels perfect.
Keys dancing boldly
The Romance of Ravel sings
Transition to rest
Listening to a glorious piano play as I prepare for sleep feels perfect.
Pained eyes of children
Poverty is violent
Cycles of despair
The folks over at Edge of Humanity shared this post: “Faces Of Cazuca ā The Illusive Peace For The Children Living In Extreme Poverty After Colombiaās War“. I’m struck by the cycle of despair, of violence, victimization and rage. Ā I wonder if we can ever break free of this madness.
Visual Artist Katy Lopez is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of this portrait/documentary photography. From her project āAfterWarā. To see Katyās body of work click on any photograph. AfterWar is a story told in photographs of the children of Cazuca, a very deprived and stigmatized area on the outskirts ofĀ [ā¦]
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 