Guy Malkerson

Ledbury Zazen

 

A red spire smoulders

from St. Michael’s sanctuary

while buried below

the suppressed waters

of Cyriath flow.

 

Sitting samadhi,

fused with causation,

incense dissipates.

 

Buddhist Meal Blessing

 

This meal appears for many reasons,

from buzzy bees to nature’s seasons…

lovely long worms never ceasing,

have churned the earth ever releasing —

nutrients to grow farmer’s seeds,

may it nuture us like old growth trees!

With blissful gratitude let’s deeply bow,

Actualising and engaging the boundless Tao!