What are you up to Mister Moon, Way up there in the star domed sky, When you rise in the night and pass me by? What do you see and what do y...

The past is a different country where we used to live. We can't visit there either because it is very far away. The present and the past...

The correct way to live is in harmony with the natural order of Creation. Once upon a time people lived together in harmony with the natural...

If your mother has already gone on to heaven, And she can no longer comfort you here on earth, Lay your wreath of fond memories where she li...

Don't cling so much to the past and torment yourself. Don't give your ego-shadow too much importance. The wrongs you committed are s...

Which is longer, the river of time or the sadness of parting? Where under Heaven do sad hearts feel the most pain? At the doors of the emerg...

 In this strange "no man's land" interval of a deadly pandemic, As I leave the shores of the old normal and set out for the ne...

Upon the misty pane of my window to the world, The scattering of troubles are like drops of rain. The drops run down and slide around and so...

For those who fall down low from high places, How difficult it is for them to learn the language Of humility, poverty, and servility. They m...

The bright moon, my moonlight shadow, and I, Up there along the silver river of the Milky Way, My thoughts of sadness drain away among the s...