ivm (octet) wrote,

Pruner of the vineyard

Sitting in the Orchard


A man sits in an orchard, fruit trees full

and the vines plump.  He has his head

on his knee, his eyes are closed.


His friend says, "Why stay sunk in mystical 

meditation when the world is like this?

Such visible grace."


He replies, "This outer is an elaboration

of the inner.  I prefer the origin."


Natural beauty is a tree limb reflected

in the water of a creek, quivering there, not

there.  The growing that moves the soul


is more real than tree limbs and reflections.

We laugh and feel happy or sad over all this.


Try instead to get a scent 

of the true orchard.  Taste the vineyard

within the vineyard.


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