a sharing of readings, thoughts, and images guided by compassion and equanimity
Before I arrived,
who were the people living here?
Only violets remain. ~ Issa
This abandoned house
in the mountain village –
how many winter nights
has the autumn moon spent here ~Ono No Komachi
Love the red door frame.
Thank you Gayle for your positive feedback..sometimes a bit of red within a black and white image feels right
House-builder, you’re seen!
You will not build a house again.
All your rafters broken,
the ridge pole dismantled,
immersed in dismantling,
the mind has attained to the end of craving.
My home is quiet.
The cuckoo’s song is silenced
In my quiet home. ~Issa
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