“‘I came, all of a sudden, to my senses’”
“I came, all of a sudden, to my senses,”
the Zen Master said,
“the five horses driving the chariot of my body:
touch, taste, smell, seeing, hearing,
and the kinetic one, the strangest one,
the one of muscles moving, stretching
as in a yawn, a grimace,
the pull of reins,
and I was the chariot master.
But some say there’s also pain,
and what lies beyond,
although, in my training,
nothing lies beyond.”
Hear the wind chimes
bite into the pear.