Cedars

I dwell in Possibility A

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I dwell in Possibility A fairer House than Prose More numerous of Windows Superior–for Doors Of Chambers as the Cedars Impregnable of Eye And for an Everlasting Roof The Gambrels of the Sky Of Visitors–the fairest For Occupation–This The spreading wide my narrow Hands To gather Paradise Emily Dickinson

Earth Is Enough. We

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Earth Is Enough. We men of Earth have here the stuff Of Paradise – we have enough! We need no other stones to build The Temple of the Unfulfilled – No other ivory for the doors – No other marble for the floors – No other cedar for the beam And dome of man’s immortal … Read more

Much can they praise

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Much can they praise the trees so straight and high, The sailing pine,the cedar proud and tall, The vine-prop elm, the poplar never dry, The builder oak, sole king of forests all, The aspin good for staves, the cypress funeral, The laurel, meed of mighty conquerors And poets sage, the fir that weepest still, The … Read more

In the assemblies of

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In the assemblies of the enlightened ones there have been many cases of mastering the Way bringing forth the heart of plants and trees; this is what awakening the mind for enlightenment is like. The fifth patriarch of Zen was once a pine-planting wayfarer; Rinzai worked on planting cedars and pines on Mount Obaku. . … Read more