Zen Catechism
What day is it
when I wake up
and know less
than I knew yesterday?
Why green,
and who decided onions?
Do butterflies care
about tomorrow?
When the horizon
grows ever more distant,
am I coming to the end
or the beginning?
What reflects the moon to me
when my heart and I
return ourselves
to cherry blossoms?
Lisa Vihos
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