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Infinite black skies as I arise; No more need to why

As I search for my finds; Awake by design-mind

Zen like street light as the trees sway in the breeze

Darkest night; sparked as words take flight

Nuero receptors part like the red sea; calm and deadly

Medley for a monk; a mantra like funk

Tough luck and taken as a blessing

Heal and resting and manifesting the next thing

There is no try

There is no who, what, where and why.

Theres an emptiness

There is no eye… “I”

There is no me, yours and mine.

What exactly IS devine?

Have empathy and compassion

Only an empty hand can grasp this.

Samsara or nirvana

The Buddhist tibetan prayer flags on the top of mountain in Daocheng, Sichuan Province, Tibet of China.

I dream of the promise land; where peace abides

Mountains streamline across the sky

Prayer flags cross the trails on my path to freedom

I am given help along my jouney

Compassion for all the sentient beings on earth

This is my path and it was always meant for me

Rebirth; Samsara

Or a heavenly Nirvana

Buddha poem

Eyes transfixed on Buddha

I chant in Sanskrit

Return to center and emit a white light

Transmit across the atlas

Slow my breathing

Completely enveloped in my practice

Place the candles lit

Offerings for the path I follow

Bowing to them; I’m very thankful

For yesterday, today, tommorow

Close my eyes and listen

My karmatic conditions

Meditating a vision

Peace, love and forgiveness

Now; did I inherit

My past lifes merit

I feel blessed; until my death

I must share it

Thank you universe

Thank you for my buddha nature

Thank you for food and shelter

Thank you for now;

Thank you for later.

-Nina

Away

I had never heard such a silence

Like an eye of the storm

Forming my perfect circle

This is afar from the urban jungle

The deserted sands and plains

Cascading mountain range…

Away…

-Nina

Meditating

 

Gaining some insight when meditation is in flight

Self subjection who is I; Reflections

I’m many interchanging atoms that rebuilds the self

Intertwined; its likes to rewind as well

Look to the future; obtuse obscured view

I’m in me and everything I see and hear is in me

In between the nuerons and in between the ears

All of my flaws and blessing and alternate settings

My lifes and dislikes that change daily; like memories fading

I am ever-changing

As I sit

Meditating.

-Nina

 

Midnight.

I awaken as the night sky pours on the concrete

Moonlight cascades the mountain ranges and trees

A quietness and stillness as the darkness explores

It is serene and void of the daylights abrubt

Here is where anything is possible and the unreal comes to life

The animals  no longer hide; roaming the terrain

The fox; wolf; racoons; coyotes; owls and bears

I feel as if a visitor in this time and place and I respect it

I respect its sacredness and its divine still

While streetlights flicker along the cascading streets

Not a sound and not a movement nor passing cars

All is still yet I know it is very much alive

When I awaken to the nights sky

 

Zen pen blot jot

I see the words along the page

As eyes watch my words

Words describing themselves

I’m inscribing myself

On hyperweb

I’m hyperactivity

Depraved of my enlightenment

it’s
Captivity

Perhaps if my ego is forgiven me n no longer lives in me

More mindful kindness handfuls of love to remind us

Of compassion as we face life’s lashes

Nina

How . Haiku

How do they not see

The love and compassion

As the world crumbles

Born

I have been reborn over and over but… This time is different I’ve never been sober for this long; decades of relentless; alcohol dependence

The days are in the hundreds; gather abundance; knowledge. Confront my fears try to be humble and acknowledge.

Keep focus; meditation half lotus. Buddha quotes rewrote them post them. Try to be open.

Lessons learned; a great deal. I wait still. Time stands still. The virtue of patience.

As I await, awake here.