Going Too Fast

I’m on a Zen retreat: more like a Zen workout for the mind and spirit. This poem by WS Merwin was read out on the first day. As someone who is often going too fast, the poem is a call to attention, which is the essence of Zen.


Going too fast for myself I missed                                                                                                                                                more than I think I can remember

almost everything it seems sometimes                                                                                                                                           and yet there are chances that come back

that I did not notice when they stood                                                                                                                                        where I could have reached out and touched them

this morning the black shepherd dog                                                                                                                                                 still young looking up and saying

Are you ready this time


My new puppy, Gracie, might well be asking me the same question.

Are you ready this time?



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