Meditation pool, eye of heaven's
reflection. Here glossy ripples
spread from the unseen fish,
come now to kiss the surface.
Hand chosen, these rocks all
ancient mossed, were placed here
one by one, each borne by a Master.
Twig by twig old pine unfolds
her lively beauty by the tiny lake,
line longed for by a mind long dead.
This shivered pool,
mirror and gate for laughter
of the living sun,
reflects the rippled air
an unseen golden fish
who spins -ah glossy shimmer spins -
down now to kiss cool surface
the unmaking moment's hazy glare,
inexorable air, kiss cuts the crane
who stands, who lifted quiet head,
New born, new dawn