The Jewel Called Dharma

At Throssel helping to run a retreat. The Internet’s been down, a B.T. blunder I believe!

There’s a bird
on a branch
in a tree
beside the lane.

A Song Thrush
Singing its
heart out
unstintingly.

Never the
same song.
Ever renewing
the joy.

The Song Thrush song has carried me along these past full days. Joy? The joy is that which we share within. That which is unstinting and shines as a jewel. The Jewel we call Dharma. The very same Jewel shining in the dining room, cloister, ladder, kitchen. Digging the earth and tending the garden. May it ever be thus.

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