Poetry for the Inner Ear

haiku of the ancient rapture hidden from the reach of  words fullness of  bliss kisses the shrine: zen monk is still and knows

haiku about beauty, truth and silence of inward eye doing zazen in this garden monk would never be the same: nobody is here for a moment

haiku about savagery of weapons and importance of  nonviolence devil advances makes merry with weapons: green meadows disappear

tiger climbing mountain zen practitioner: satori coming

haiku of glory of visionary moments created by lying on the grass the grass grows by itself casts spell by doing nothing

haiku of soothing thoughts to give peace and solace if the fever and fret of life makes us tired voyages toward mystic harbor true worshiper never loses he wins or learns hungry and thirsty walking alone is our forte: born to stand out and suffer

haiku of  power of  joy and its relation to the mature vision of a person force of bliss filling the woods: angels all within

haiku of joy awakened by fusion of mind with nature murmuring rill nourishes the soul: quiet pilgrimage

haiku about true beauty rejoicing in communicating with violet blazing violets touch monk's feet: evoking true beauty

haiku about Mother Teresa, Nobel Peace Laureate angel of mercy saint of the gutters: help the poorest of the poor

In a new world of peace I have faith ruler of the universe of the universe grants us kindness and love planet without war and violence I saw smiling child in a dream a reward and a blessing I listened to messenger of god 'nobody can win nuclear war' a new world of peace awaits the humble

lonely streams hear our prayer I humbly prayed soothing thoughts gave a vague inkling the Lord is nearby a celestial voice spoke 'I shall meet you when the sun rises'. I pondered God is the sun

haiku about laughing buddha to lift atmosphere of gloom salvation by not talking about zen- laughing  buddha  gives candy to poor children

Happier life is possible through books and love for nature. Emerson very aptly remarks that meek  young men grow up in libraries. On the other hand, William Wordsworth, one of the greatest philosophers and immortal poets of nature, in his poem "The Tables Turned" persuades his friend Matthew to quit reading books and enjoy the beautiful world of nature.  The truth  is that it is good to avoid extreme views.  Wordsworth with his beautiful, calm and mystic atmosphere of mind revealed his preference not for a bookworm but to a person who loves objects of nature. It will be quite prudent to follow both Emerson and Wordsworth to make our life happier and better. Hence,   instead of Man Thinking, we have the bookworm.     

haiku to give thanks to the Lord for every blessing every day new mercy to us: grant me wisdom to complain less and thank more

haiku of erosion of  humanism and end of beauty due to apathy and indifference savored blood bath earth bleeding inwardly: stone cherub and mystics are silent  

haiku of  transcedent or idyllic state, nirvana, salvation aware of the present moment buddha came so close: unlocking nirvana