the temple owns few lamps
contemplating emptiness only delights and soothes me
under certain circumstances
overturned metal garbage pail
an inch of water rippling on top of it
in the wind after the rain
few dishes i use in my kitchen
a painting in white and black
pictures in my mind
the monkey's fairy tales
activities, friends, money, work, meaning
ugh! no thank you.
i want all ten thousand lamps in my temple
to light on command!
until true nature seeks the painful darkness