Eight Things the Buddha Said While Reading My Poetry
When you know yourself, you know everyone.
Shed embarrassment for living a human life
and let your true Self out. Let it out!
Remind yourself that each moment is completely new.
Although you’ve read a thousand poems,
yours belong only to you.
Learn this from water: the brook splashes loud
but the ocean’s depths are calm. Swim deeper
between the lines. Wisdom dives and waits.
Even as a solid rock is unshaken by the wind,
so are the wise unshaken by praise or blame.
Be wise: rejections and acceptances make no difference.
If you are quiet enough, you will hear the flow
of the universe and feel the meter of discerning winds.
Invite them to blow through your images.
Every poem has a beginning and an ending
somewhere. Make peace with that and wait.
Someday the poem will tell you what it wants to say.
When you realize how perfect everything is,
you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky.
That line deserves a poem! Tilt. Laugh. Write.
There are only two mistakes one can make along
the road to truth: not going all the way and not starting.
You’ve started. Now go the miles to go.
Blissfully retired in Clackamas, OR, Carolyn Martin is a lover of gardening and snorkeling, feral cats and backyard birds, writing and photography. Her poems have appeared in more than 175 journals throughout North America, Australia, and the UK. For more: www.carolynmartinpoet.com.