Sitting quietly,
one minute, one hour, no matter,
finding the quiet within
I find myself again and again.
Finding myself, I offer the quiet light
to those on the street, in the office,
all around me.
To the lost and suffering beings, to the bewildered
and questioning,
even to the bare tree with its leafless
branches filled with chirping sparrows.
From „Most intimate“ / Roshi Pat Enkyo O‘Hara
movement. breath. stillness. 