Hawk

From an email:

Like an apparition
the hawk appears
Do you see it?

I wrote it because I wondered how many people notice hawks perched in trees along the highway as they drive, especially in winter when the trees are bare. They seem to stand right out to me.

I like your poem!
Many masters have contemplated that same problem, since Zen cannot be taught - it has to be learned.
And realization is a lot like your hawk... right in front of our nose, unseen. posted by ottmar on March 1, 2005 08:27 AM | in