MOTET II, Part 3

the Jewish blessing
may your hands be filled with blessings
also multiplies
may you be a blessing

clinging to the discipline
or tradition
or identity
through the turbulence


Zen practice with its two parts
sitting down and getting up
as they say

so much like our own


 on a stillness retreat
so much chit-chat discharges within me

the kataphatic prayer of talking
the apopathic prayer of listening

one foot, then the other, in walking
this time, beside the tidal mud flat

Poem copyright 2016 by Jnana Hodson


Motets 1

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