According to Buddha
Die to all that, and fly free. Soar in the freedom of desirelessness. Let go. Let Be. See through everything and be free, complete, luminous, at home — at ease.
summer’s end’s around the bend just flyin’
the swimmin’ suits are on the line just dryin’
i’ll meet you there for our conversation
i hope i didn’t ruin your whole vacation
just come on home
come on home
no you don’t have to
be alone
***
flora end of summer ~ August 2019
According to Buddha
Worry thoughts are a habit. They act like a poisonous drug on the mind. Learn to remove the causes of your worries without permitting them to worry you. Where the worries and trials of everyday life are concerned, the mind must be like water, which does not retain any impression of the waves that play on its surface.
i’ve been on the top
but i lay low
ignoring all the signs if you say so
i don’t miss a thing i already know
say it ain’t so.
***
flora + water ~Edmonton, Alberta ~ January 2018
According to Buddha
Live each present moment completely and the future will take care of itself. Fully enjoy the wonder and beauty of each instant. Practice the presence of peace. The more you do that, the more you will feel the presence of that power in your life.
every sphere has two sides
one you see
one that hides
you are sleep walking across the hills
and i’m day dreaming in the fields
you are the only one that i ever ever miss…
ever ever miss
***
Clover, Terwillegar Park, Edmonton, Alberta ~ June 2017
According to Buddha
Happiness blooms naturally in the hearts of those who are inwardly free. It flows spontaneously, like a mountain spring after April showers, in minds that are contented with simple living.
sleep on tight, ’til the sunlight burns you happy
’til the sunlight burns you happy, ’til the sunlight burns a happy hole in
your heart,
in your heart
in your heart
***
Muttart Conservatory, Edmonton ~ December 2016
According to Buddha
Water condensed becomes ice, and so invisible Spirit can be frozen into form by my devotion’s frost. If only you could see the beautiful eyes of the Mother that I beheld last night. My heart is filled with joy eternal. The little cup of my heart cannot hold the joy and the love that I beheld in those eyes — looking at me, sometimes smiling.
ramblin’ rose, ramblin’ rose
why you ramble, no one knows
wild and wind-blown, that’s how you’ve grown
who can cling to a ramblin’ rose?
***
Alberta Roses ~ June 2016
According to Buddha
Your mind is like a bird that has been locked in a cage for many years. It fears liberty. Yet, freedom is its birthright.
i opened my mouth to scream and shout
waved my arms and flapped about
but i couldn’t scream i couldn’t shout,
the song was coming from my mouth.
from my mouth,
from my mouth,
from my mouth.
but in my dreams began to creep
that old familiar tweet tweet tweet
***
Hanna, Alberta ~ August 2016
According to Buddha
The cosmic Aum sound is the combined vibration of the three phases of Nature: creation, preservation, and dissolution operative in the physical, astral, and causal universes. The vocal chanting of Aum should be intoned first in a high pitch, representing creation; then in a lower pitch, representing preservation; then in a still lower tone that gradually fades away, representing dissolution. The chanting should be first loudly, then softly, and then gently until it is inaudible, or mental only.
are we on the lonely side
say oh now the past long away
are we so lost in the dark of our hearts
that there’s no light of day
no oh oh oh
somebody left the gate open
you know we got lost on the way
come save us a runaway train
gone insane
how do we how do we not fade
how do we how do we how do we not fade away
how do we how do we oh
***
Terwillegar Park, Edmonton, Alberta ~ August 2016
According to Buddha
Whatever has its origin in desire is a disturbing element, for desires are like stones pelted into the calm lake of consciousness. Attachment to pleasure or aversion to pain both destroy the equilibrium of the inner nature.
it’s a look
this game we play
we can’t escape we have to attend
it’s life you see
when i have tried to amuse myself
to celebrate the funfair
the pleasures i seek are far too discreet for me
***
Mies, Switzerland ~ random space along Lake Geneva ~ April 2016
According to Buddha
The heart-quieted yogi in superconsciousness becomes able to see visions and great lights; to hear astral sounds; and to become identified with a vast dimly lighted space—alive with glimpses of beauties hitherto unknown.
beneath this snowy mantle cold and clean
the unborn grass lies waiting
for its coat to turn to green
the snowbird sings the song he always sings
and speaks to me of flowers
that will bloom again in spring
***
North Saskatchewan River, random spaces along the way ~ February 2016.
According to Buddha
It is as if we are continually chasing mirages, only to be disappointed when they do not give us the satisfaction we had hoped for.
listen close, as close as i am to you
like the bell of liberty, i’ll ring a sound that’s true
and days go by and seasons too
in time our love may digress with the words we can renew
oh, i’ll tell you that i
i love you by and by
i don’t know if i’d survive
without a friend like you in my life
***
Edmonton, Alberta ~ November 2015.
