I get home from a day of teaching school and my Bikram Yoga class. I spend a little time catching up with family. I pour myself a glass of red wine (a nice petite Syrah) and reach for a book on my bookshelf. My hand chooses a gem of a book which contains a lovely collection of verses. I hope you enjoy these for your evening reading as much as I did….
Singing Image Of Fire
A hand moves, and the fire’s whirling takes different shapes:
All things change when we do.
The first word, “Ah,” blossoms into all others.
Each of them is true.
If you look for the truth outside yourself,
it gets farther and farther away.
Today, walking alone,
I meet him everywhere I step.
He is the same as me,
yet I am not him.
Only if you understand it in this way
will you merge with the way things are.
~ Tung-Shan (807-869)
From The Enlightened Heart An Anthology of Sacred Poetry
Edited by Stephen Mitchell
A blessed and sacred evening to all,