almost living

September 3rd, 2015

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You may suppose that time is only passing away, and not understand that time never arrives. — Dogen Zenji

The time is near
It’s almost done
What seemed forever
left awhile ago
I’m almost sixty
She’s almost driving
One more month
and the day will come
There was that time
you won’t remember
I don’t remember
even yesterday
Memory is a memory
Time tells lies
Words come too little and late
There is no first or last
no then, if or how
no near or far
almost, an impossibility
If you can see
a moment of Zen
the only when
is now

2 Comments »

  1. Yes.
    I’ll meet you there.
    Here.
    Now.

    in gassho
    Mary

    Comment by Mary — September 4, 2015 @ 6:01 am

  2. I’ve read this several times now and I love it. You write so beautifully, Maezen … which makes the lesson even richer. Thank you. XOClare

    Comment by Clare — September 6, 2015 @ 6:00 pm

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