Training Break #2

From Thoreau’s Journal II

the crows betrayed to me a large hawk

they buffeted him, cawing

it rose and wheeled

a noble planetary motion

while the crows sat still and silent

and confessed their lord

– April 6, 1856

(from my somewhat irregular poetry blog Short Surprise Life. Poetry is an extension of my Zen practice – another way, like running, to practice being here, now.)

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