Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Land Dreams

each year

the dharma wheel turns
and we return
to the buddha field

each year

we bring a new stone
to our own stone circle
our mandala on the land
we stand in our mandala
and drink the night sky

each year
we tend our forest garden
growing our food
nurtured by rain and sunshine
growing, like us

each year
we work the ruins
rebuilding the ancient mill
until one year
the wheel turns
milling our neighbour's grain

each year
we open our hearts
grow our sangha
make our dreams real
and dream some more