impermanence


in the grand drift of evolution
human beings: Special only to ourselves.
lineages come, lineages go.

still, leaving the room,
I turn off the lights





that all things are empty
doesn’t mean that any thing
is other than it is

a thing is what it is
by virtue of how
we interact with it

drink up!





while everything is evanescent, gold and glory pass more, much more, quickly than wisdom





Happy emotions come and go, so do unhappy ones. These are, in themselves, not signs of suffering, potential or actual. They are signs of living.





weeds in the garden flourish
unconcerned
their days are numbered





what good fortune:
stopping,
the smell of roses





true enough: we cannot be happy in the future,
we can only be happy now, in the present

the same is true for unhappy

go figure





the experience of free will is neither proof of nor
an explanation for it





when does the past become the present and the present, the future?





mortality appears
when the obituaries
could be yours





the denial of aging is the denial of death





like autumn leaves I am dying,
much more slowly,
no less certainly





we can accept our pain without liking it even though the pain remains until it, as all things, passes





wind-flashed hints of red
from the Chinese pistache –
first notes of fall





only a while
do our lives last,
the ant on the counter . . .
and me




not taxes

05/07/2009 · 0 comments

in human living


there is nothing certain in this life but the leaving of it




ouch

03/29/2009 · 0 comments

in moments


waking up stomach pains
cancel the day’s plans,
now! just be sick





fortunate to recognize when your time has come,
more fortunate to recognize when it has gone





it’s true!
I don’t wish I’d spent
more time at the office




late fall

11/18/2008 · 0 comments

in moments


leaf after leaf floats,
like moments of our living,
until the last one touches ground





everything is impermanent, even this wish that it weren’t





at any moment
gone (perhaps)
splat like a fly





even the Dalai Lama gets the blues;
he just doesn’t have them for long




cause of death

12/13/2007 · 0 comments

in moments


reading the obituaries,
I wonder,
what will kill me?




eyeblink

08/02/2007 · 0 comments

in human living


an eye blinks 20 times,
20 years pass by