Your Catfish Friend
If I were to live my life
in catfish forms
in scaffolds of skin and whiskers
at the bottom of a pond
and you were to come by
one evening
when the moon was shining
down into my dark home
and stand there at the edge
of my affection
and think, "It's beautiful
here by this pond. I wish
somebody loved me,"
I'd love you and be your catfish
friend and drive such lonely
thoughts from your mind
and suddenly you would be
at peace,
and ask youself,"I wonder
if there are any catfish
in this pond? It seems like
a perfect place for them."
From The Pill Versus The Springhill Mine Disaster.
Lumen - Empty Monastery, Visiting Dharma - Guile with a friend from Cypress Terrace
It's a delight to meet, set out, and together
visit Master Dharma - Guile's ch'an stillness
where people never go. At his stone hut
we only find a tiger dozing in a hammock,
shadowy wind harbouring perennial snows,
springwater welling up into pine cascades.
We came from lives so different - but here,
dharma mats offer a joy we share utterly.
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