Photo: ‘Garden Moon’ by Gellinger – Pixabay


Sometimes I sit and look to the source of thoughts… it’s not a ‘where’… it’s more a ‘feel’… as translucent things arise and begin to further cohere… Ken’s poem has that ‘from the source feel’ for me…

By Ken McKeon

I sit on the seat of my rollator
In a garden
Set on the moon
Of my planet the Earth,
It is no airless place
Chalked up
With the dust and dents
Of multiple centuries,
It is the circulating light
Of widely open cloudless time,
It is the fertile spaciousness
That blooms fully
In the slowly churning mind,

So just where does the rain come from?
Your senselessness disturbs me,
It quickens
Like the sunlight right now
Charms the old
Redwood chair
Set at ease
On the pool of the lawn,
It’s that sudden, that bright,
It’s as if the sun,
Our nearest distant star,
Had on the instant shaken free
From the trees behind,
That still, that quick,
That much
As the moon is
When it breaks clear
To shed a pathway
On the seas of time,

See there, listen in,
Bathe in the moist light,
Turn within it,
And you will see that
The fallen falling rain falls still,
On lawn, shrub, flower, and tree,
Residual, interpenetrative,
Changeable and free,
Like you, moonlight, and me.

About David Filippone

For more than 25 years I’ve been a 'student' of the Time, Space, Knowledge vision (TSK), not a teacher. And I write from an inquiring student's perspective neither proclaiming nor declaring. I figuratively sit in awe at the feet of a master, Tarthang Tulku Rinpoche. For the past 12 years, my personal TSK guide has been Jack Petranker, Director of the Mangalam Research Center for Buddhist Languages, and the Center for Creative Inquiry (CCI), past dean of the "Tibetan Nyingma Institute", and author of "When It Rains Does Space Get Wet?", "Inside Knowledge", and other TSK related books and articles... I've also received TSK instruction from the late, Carolyn Pasternak of the Odiyan Retreat Center... As a volunteer for the past several years, I've been curating the often TSK focused, CCI Facebook page at...
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