10,000 Things


Small, now
A child of hope
Innocent of consequences.

There is no change
It all changes
This moment again.

The fall of light
The drift of thought
Following in the wake.

It was then
In knowing you
I was first ignorant.

It was later
In understanding
I was cast a fool.

In this moment
A silent glide
A jay crosses the clearing.

The wind in the trees
Gentle susurrus
To encompass it all.

Doing only what
Such light beings can do.

Playing light airs
Upon a grateful ear.

A line of words
Marking a pause
In this brief life.


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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