Showing posts with label morning clarity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label morning clarity. Show all posts

Friday, April 15, 2011

Dawn Patrol

In the quiet coolness of the early morning, it’s best not to rush around or lay asleep
In this brief interlude we can try to restore a certain measure of calm and levelheaded thinking

There’s lots of time when the sun is high to do more than a full day of work
But the early morning light is a precious thing of which there never is quite enough

As the end of night begins turning gray you can often even see right back into the past
A bit of fading sleep intoxication only adds to the wonder

Maybe a full moon still casts its own shadows, even after a pale December sunrise
In june the sky takes a while to fully waken because dawn comes so very early

You’ve got to stand outside first, just to be sure that all the stars are still in place
You must watch the colors slowly return with the advancing pre-dawn light

It is a waste of life’s best hour to hurry about blindly, just to get to work
This time is yours for contemplation, creation or some kind of meditation

The quiet hidden spring can be located before the noise of our folly fully resumes
The center of that large circle can be found and marked once again

The day of the week surely does not matter for this time always belongs only to you
There’s not yet need to shout to be heard or to concentrate hard just to form simple thoughts

In the early morning clarity, the foolishness of all their bullshit becomes quite apparent
muddied thoughts have cleared overnight to briefly reveal what’s important, once again

And there is no mistaking when it is over for another day
It’s not like our foolish jobs which never seem to end

Maybe you will hear the calling of the gulls, doves, roosters or the waking songbirds
Sometimes there are only answers and you must match up the proper questions

You cannot hurry it or slow it or save it but you can simply be there to enjoy it
There are daily lessons and inspirations in the quiet change from dark to light

There is no way to see it changing, but when you glance away, it becomes subtly different
Look inside and the gathering day gathers you up as well

In the quiet of the early morning you can remain very still but nonetheless grow quite alert
Shattering this peaceful calm is not a task that should be so commonplace for us, as human beings

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Vagabond Koans (6)


Embajada
in the dark I rise then stumble
          in the coolness I need coffee
dogs snoring brings on the morning
          at last I can douse the light

………
searching for the source of the smell and sound of sea lions
          cleaning fish on the beach for the seagulls
staring for minutes on up through the velvet Milky Way
          blissfully alone where the desert meets the sea

………
rounded cove with the longest sandy beach
          a crescent swell foams left and right 50 yards to shore
sea lions and pelicans make a living out beyond the break
          not a single house and no one else upon the rough road

………
church bell rung by hand at 6
          cool among dusty whispering date palms
dented noisy work truck
          roosters crowing once again

………
reduced to large head and shrunken body
          well-versed in all tavern subjects
spreading his tired message from within the bottle
          the old man Bernie holds forth from his barstool

………
swirling up into a headache
          dry dirty mouth and sickened stomach
sore all over, skin reeking of some stale liquor
          once more he knows it won’t ever happen again

………
cutting up the earliest morning colors into narrow strips
          she hangs them out with her laundry
they dry fading in the sun
          she opens window and pulls back the drapes

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these putas are all whores except for my mother
          they should all fuck me but my wife must be faithful
all these young schoolgirls look so good in their little uniforms

          keep your filthy eyes off of my baby daughter