Poetry is not a luxury. It is a vital necessity of our existence. It forms the quality of the light within which we predicate our hopes and dreams toward survival and change, first made into language, then into an idea, then into more tangible action. 
POEM
Zazen on Ching-t’ing Mountain
While all else vanishes, and the one sitting zazen enters eternity.
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