November 7, 2014 life
The sky is my Gohonzon.
As a train of clouds
roll by the moon,
tuft upon tuft
of vapor
passing by,
each one is like a bead
of my heart’s rosary.
My prayer is to be part of this,
to sink into its center,
embedded in it,
empowered by its
infinite energy,
to BE what I am seeing,
And I am!