Poem written with the Play-as-Being group in mind, for our 10th Anniversary.
If We Started at the End
If we started at the end
perhaps this is a beginning
Perhaps this very celebration
Is an Original Prayer
playing as culmination
Our shared ritual of
Avatarness
Flashing in, flashing out
Of existence
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Could you see,
the ‘true person of no rank’
always coming in and going out?
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What about now?
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His suitcase is full
of elaborate costumes
Sad mask, happy mask
Dragon tails
Sunshine and storm clouds
play across his face
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Offering magic
to our time
Amazed am I
Am I?
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The scene keeps changing
alterations happen,
Appreciation overwhelms
Wild open hearts suddenly
leap out
Let the stories lag
behind the Knowing.
(end)
**With thanks & apologies to Shodo Harada, Rinzai
