Song

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This zen teaching
Not there
All the way down.

Everything
Comes
Now.

November sun
Comes in birdsong
Going deep.

Cloudless
Soulless
Thoughtless.

Despair
Joy
Come in soft gold.

In the blood
Matchless
Forest fire.

Apple blossom
Fallen leaves
Rotten fruit.

The young oak
In old yellow
Autumns.

Hymning-in
Hunting hounds
Harvest.

French sun beckons
Beyond cold mountain
This shadow-damp home.

Blue
Raising the vault
Waking the day.

Softness sharpens
Winter air
A robin’s song.

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About Jamie Nicol

Living in the forested hills of Catalonia, overlooking the Mediterranean Sea. Zen teacher, recovering philosopher, small-scale natural farmer. Writing just what comes.
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