happy face ignites sleeping heart
world weighed against a feather
all things disappear in true love
Roshi’s embrace comforting death

the trained horse walks with confidence
knowing the beloved is taking him home
eloquence of skillful precision
traverses all paths calmly and joyful

late tonight ears mute eyes fade
invisibles revealed very real
material fabric clothing sensation
oh how long we’ve ignored our own creations

blank hands caress what cannot be remembered
the most familiar face of beauty shown
center of gravity mind fixed in koan
Hogen, my dear, what else do you need?