Wednesday, December 23, 2009

This Moment

There must be something better,
But I’m satisfied just as I am.

Monkeys spot deer in the forest,
Fish shoot up the mountain stream.

If there’s change, there’s also repose
Which soon must suffer change.

Along the solar orbit of the night,
I feel life’s constant aching:

Smack in the middle of the day,
I found moonlight between a woman’s legs.

Shinkichi Takahashi explains beliefs in his poem, Aching of Life. Religion tells us there’s something better than the life we are living. There is something better in this moment, when we are complete in the moment. There is something special in this moment when we sense when we are born, and why we were born.

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