Seeing poetry

Life has no whence;
it is carrying forth,
and carrying forth again.

Death has no whither;
it is carrying away;
and carrying away again.

Ultimately how is it?

If the mind does not differ,
myriad things are one suchness.

-Dôgen, “Rational Zen”

This was a quote that came to me in another context, but I couldn’t help presenting it here as poetry. Sometimes you just find poetry, sometimes it just finds you. The cool thing about found poetry is that you have to *see* it; you develop an eye for it.

I want to develop eyes that look everywhere and see poetry.

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