[ARTS]: Big and Little Poetry--free verse, any verse.

[Guest]

Love to hear the CD, maybe purchase a copy, if you have a link. It is okay to link to one's music in the arts section.

Lovely.

I sometimes think that Treeleaf needs to put out some albums. A Treeleaf record label.

Gassho, J

stlah

Good Day Jundo,

Here is the link to the album. It is on Apple Music. https://music.apple.com/us/album/being-time/492486997

Be forewarned that this music is heavier Prog Rock. It is a way for me to be balanced with my Zen Yin side and Heavy Guitar Yang side. .

I wrote this whole album on acoustic guitar believe it or not. It is me on lead vocals and rhythm and lead guitar. There is another guitarist I brought in on this project for rhythm and lead as well.

I would say to listen the second track Being Time first. In the beginning there is some Buddhist monk chanting. Enjoy!

Gassho,

Daiman

SatToday

[Jishin]

With grace and power, he soars above,
A basketball in hand, a symbol of love.
His legs pump like pistons, his arms spread wide,
As he rises up, to slam the ball inside.

The crowd roars with delight, as he takes flight,
His body a blur, a picture of might.
He hangs in the air, defying all odds,
A human highlight reel, a basketball god.

With a thunderous dunk, the ball crashes through,
A moment of beauty, a sight to view.
He lands on the court, a champion's stance,
His legacy forever, in basketball's romance.

For he is Michael, the GOAT, the one,
Who took the game to new heights, never done.
He left us all in awe, with each dunk and shot,
A basketball legend, who can never be forgot.

Gassho, Jishin, ST, LAH

[Jishin]

Like the Buddha of old,
Jundo Cohen's teachings bold,
Guide us on the path to truth,
Leading us to inner youth.

With each breath, a new beginning,
With each step, a path to inner winning.
His words of wisdom, like a beacon,
Lead us to the ultimate freedom.

Jundo's presence, like the Buddha,
A source of peace, a gentle aura.
His humility and grace,
Inspire us to let go and embrace.

We are grateful for the light,
That Jundo, like the Buddha, brings to the darkest night.
May we all follow in their way,
Towards enlightenment, day by day.

Gassho, Jishin, ST, LAH

[Jundo]

Like the Buddha of old,
Jundo Cohen's teachings bold,
Guide us on the path to truth,
Leading us to inner youth.

With each breath, a new beginning,
With each step, a path to inner winning.
His words of wisdom, like a beacon,
Lead us to the ultimate freedom.

Jundo's presence, like the Buddha,
A source of peace, a gentle aura.
His humility and grace,
Inspire us to let go and embrace.

We are grateful for the light,
That Jundo, like the Buddha, brings to the darkest night.
May we all follow in their way,
Towards enlightenment, day by day.

Gassho, Jishin, ST, LAH

At least it does not include reference to "Nantucket ... "

Gassho, J

stlah

[Jishin]

At least it does not include reference to "Nantucket ... "

Gassho, J

stlah

Jundo the Zen master,
In robes of white,
Walked the beaches of Nantucket,
With seagulls in flight.

His mind at ease,
His heart full of peace,
He wandered the shore,
With each step, a release.

The sound of the waves,
The salt in the air,
Cleared his mind,
And stilled his care.

The island of Nantucket,
With its natural grace,
Provided the perfect setting,
For Jundo's Zen space.

He sat in meditation,
Beneath the blue sky,
With the sea as his witness,
His spirit began to fly.

Jundo the Zen master,
And Nantucket's shore,
Together in harmony,
Forevermore.

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[Veronica]

Jundo the Zen master,
In robes of white,
Walked the beaches of Nantucket,
With seagulls in flight.

His mind at ease,
His heart full of peace,
He wandered the shore,
With each step, a release.

The sound of the waves,
The salt in the air,
Cleared his mind,
And stilled his care.

The island of Nantucket,
With its natural grace,
Provided the perfect setting,
For Jundo's Zen space.

He sat in meditation,
Beneath the blue sky,
With the sea as his witness,
His spirit began to fly.

Jundo the Zen master,
And Nantucket's shore,
Together in harmony,
Forevermore.

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It appears a new Treeleaf Chant has been created...

Veronica
stlah

[Jishin]

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[Tai Shi]

It is my great joy that other Zendo members have found with words to celebrate again the music of their own verses. I encourage any and all posts. We are good to each other. Each has found voice and sound and sense. May you continue in the forest of words to find your own path. All are welcome. Thank you.
Gassho
sat/ LAH
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[Tai Shi]

She Finds Her Way

Strong beneath enriched lives,
Gratitude grows as we are couple
Reaching into sky. Wholeness

Sisters gather grace
Brothers send strength
Father, mother, we are all
We seek, generations

Of quiet, world of patterns,
Poetry, verse of atonement
In every direction; power.
She sits with me to meet in silence,

Stopping all, we ask nothing
We Say nothing, breath of life,
Upon breath, Maturation
More grows relaxed
Our wrongs silently gone,

Breathing she is deepest blessing.
Reachingh, each giving strength?
More, I suddenly recognized her life.
Marjorie is kind pearl, Zen originator

Of Family I have finally found
This woman who found life
I give her rubies--the jewels
Of forty years, growth, anniversary,

One who drops to rise. Finally
Adorned beautiful. Gift to another
Our child making our road straight.
This love I have always needed.

I am finding, I can hear, I give
This ring:he has accepted, golden red
Three songs. breathing together

Emerging from fire, seven decades
Plus our gift of one, forged three
For alive, We let our child fly

We freely give our child strength.
She departs as doctor of philosophy,
She is gone, flying away
She has found her voice.

Gassho
Deepest bows
In appreciation
sat/lah

[Jishin]

I do not write poetry, I just notice it
In the way the sun rises, and the way it sets
In the way the leaves fall, and the way they grow
In the way the clouds move, and the way they show

The beauty of the world, in all its forms
The poetry is there, waiting to be born
I do not write it, but I see it clear
And in my heart, it forever will be dear.

Gassho, Jishin, ST, LAH

[Jundo]

Jundo the Zen master,
In robes of white,
Walked the beaches of Nantucket,
With seagulls in flight.

Oh gee. I like your poems until now. Stick to medicine.

Okay, can you make on that rhymes with orange?

Gassho, J

stlah

[Jishin]

Oh gee. I like your poems until now. Stick to medicine.

Okay, can you make on that rhymes with orange?

Gassho, J

stlah

Jundo, the Zen master, sits in stillness,
An orange, a fruit of nature, hangs in its richness.
Different they may seem, but in truth, they're not,
For both hold secrets that can only be taught.

Jundo, with wisdom, teaches us to let go,
An orange, with its peel, shows us how to grow.
Different they may seem, but in truth, they're the same,
For both hold the key to life's endless game.

One is a teacher of the mind, the other of the body,
But both lead us to a path of inner calm and serenity.
Different they may be, but in the end, they're one,
For both Jundo and orange, teach us what has to be done.

So, let us not see them as separate,
For in their differences, they complement.
Jundo and orange, two sides of the same coin,
Guiding us to find peace and joy within.

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[Jundo]

Orange you something, Jishin.

(But, please, leave me out of your poems. Thank you.)

Gassho, J

stlah

[Jishin]

Orange you something, Jishin.

(But, please, leave me out of your poems. Thank you.)

Gassho, J

stlah

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[Jishin]

Worry not about dying, for it is beyond our might,
A mystery of life, a natural plight.
Embrace each day as if it were your last,
And cherish every moment that goes by so fast.

Do not fret about what you cannot control,
For it is but a waste of time and a toll.
Live in the present, with all your might,
And make the most of this fleeting life's light.

Death will come, as it must to all,
But let it not cause fear to rise in your fall.
For in living fully, we honor the dead,
And in dying, we are but returning to the earth, our bed.

So worry not about dying, for it is not in our hands,
But in living, let us make the most of our sands.
Live fully, love deeply, and leave a lasting mark,
For in that, we will have truly lived, in the end, hark!

Gassho, Jishin, ST, LAH