Posted by techHT on May 10, 2015



I watched a Leaf fall today
and wondered how it felt
as it let go… its Life

Was there fear when it broke free
from its very connection to Life…?
Its fall was gentle, nearly flying – before
finally coming to rest gently on the ground

In its Afterlife, it would feed the Earth
as it had given new air to the Sky

I imagined its first budding
and then unfolding to the Sun

It captured the Sun’s rays
and passed them through itself,
Seemingly just a servant,
destined to feed the Tree.

I realized that the Tree also
was a servant to the Leaf
pulling nourishment from below
and it too passed it through itself

Neither really had a…
greater importance
one touched the Sky,
and one touched the Earth

Life is what happened
in between the Sky and the Earth
a whole world, a whole Universe
Interconnected in ways ignored or unknown

Thank you Leaf
You reminded me to be grateful
in serving, in receiving
in all that touches me


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Chosen ->

Posted by kenji on July 28, 2013

You chose me, and I didn’t know
We passed each other and I didn’t know

I look for reprieve from the day people
at the pools, at sunset – there you were
Simple silence, simple conversation
I rub your feet. I notice your youth, I notice your ease
You channel Universal Mother & cradle me to your chest
I let go ,
the sun lets go the day,
both floating in the moment
We let go the sweet connection,
don clothing and go our own ways

You chose me and almost walked away
Telling yourself stories that were not true
Yet you found a boldness,
daring the danger of being rude
to break, the spell of my silence
With our conversation
we weave baskets that begin to take form
Duties, not sunset draw you away
a parting promise to weave some more

I saw you and almost walked away
You busy and animated in your circle tribe
roundabout a campfire of food
I found a braveness,
at least as much as to catch your eye
You ready smile ignited hope as you casually disengaged
This time conversation, our baskets grew more intricate
becoming a bridge over our twice attempts
at leaving

We meander paths & trees to my abode
perch ourselves atop pillows,
sultans of the night
You we’re not greedy, nor was I
so our lips first touch
were as butterflies to flower petals
til the gravity of desire
press them together
as if the astronauts
hurtling toward the unknown

Laying spent amidst our pillow throne,
roles reversed from our first meet
You chose me, I chose you, we chose…
You lay glove perfect in the cradle of my arm,
As we stare through the portal to the sky
Rain has begun to fall,
above our heads,
one thousand wood nymphs
dance their approval


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This is life ->

Posted by kenji on August 5, 2012

The sun comes up every day,
The sun goes down every day,
Life fills the space between.
Going with the flow,
Doing what is natural,
Letting life unfold,
‘good’ or ‘bad’…
It doesn’t matter,
It is where life is juiciest,
and ultimately the most fulfilling.
A tree knows this.
A dog knows this.
We just need to remember it.
This is living,
This is life.


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Circles ->

Posted by kenji on August 1, 2012

Remember behind the mirrors,
You are seen as you are…
This time,
life packed in cardboard,
Smelling of dead trees,
regret, and… even hope.
You are seen.
Another time,
star shining bright
amidst sparkling eyes
manic high with a guru heart.
You are seen.
Life is circles
A dervish of beginnings and endings
leaving you exhausted & exhilarated
all in the very same breath


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Until ->

Posted by kenji on April 4, 2012

Getting Over
…is Hard…
it isn’t

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Posted by kenji on September 9, 2010

At your self’s ending
Your life storm at crescendo
Then comes surrender

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I like You

Posted by kenji on May 10, 2010

I like You
… when you are the saint
… when you are the sinner
… or whatever other version of you that shows up along the way.
I Really like the raw, unprocessed person that grows in your own natural way….  becoming

The woo woo & and its people will disappoint you,
Narcissism & the folk who wear it will disappoint you,
Whatever flavor of life or person you meet
will disappoint you in some way
As it is human nature.

Become like a dancer…
with your life.
Along the way you will meet Fred Astaires
who’ll make magic with you
And you will meet Frankensteins who’ll crush you…
for a time

It is hard,
It is beautiful,
It is wondrous to see
It is what it is.

These are the experiences that make you…


I like You

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Not Ripe Yet

Posted by kenji on October 3, 2009

Seen through youths crazed glass
This day filled with angry words
Awaiting his spring

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Verbal Rustlings

Posted by kenji on October 2, 2009

Said student of Zen
Boasts of self with words falling
Like dead autumn leaves

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Dark Battle

Posted by kenji on October 1, 2009

Touche’ blind fencer
Thrusts and hits in the darkness
Winter of his mind

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