I received an email from Michael with this poem. Like the poem published yesterday it speaks to the heart. Written from the heart.
Happy New Year everybody.
Such a lovely black and cold night here. The sky was dancing with northern lights. Here are a few words inspired by Rev. Master Meian’s recent Dharma Talk, These Thousand Buddhas
Stretch Out Their Hands To Us.
I follow my headlights through the blackness.
To the north a thousand Buddhas
gaze at me with eyes like stars,
They wear robes the colour of jade
and float weightless over the void.
They are forever.
Now I see them.
Yesterday I didn’t.
Tomorrow does not matter.
Michael Burrows, Alberta Canada.