No Separation

The old crow
And his raucous cawing,
Are not separate.

~Dedicated to crows.

The True Dharma

Every moment is huge doubt,
Every moment is, "I don't know."
This is the transmission,
This is the true Dharma.

~Dedicated to all sentient beings.

Tree Frogs

Tree frogs,
The cadence of their singing
Brings more rain.

~Dedicated to summer rain.

Summer

An evening shower,
Tree frogs sing in harmony,
The smell of rain.

~ Dedicated to Upaya Zen Center

After the Harvest

After harvest
Strawberries rot in the sun,
The succulent smell.

~Dedicated to the workers in the fields.

Crows

I don't know why,
Crows are cawing and flying,
Beautiful evening.

~Dedicated to not knowing.

Plum Blossoms

One cannot hold,
Plum Blossoms - scattered,
By August wind.

~Dedicated to not knowing; not holding.