chesed shebgevurah
San Francisco. The trees are two weeks ahead
of ours, though they are also not—time’s
just different here. In the Zen Center kitchen
dear Kei introduces us to Heiko who asks
Do you practice? I later think of responding
I am practicing practicing, wonder if the two
are the same. Sure, God says, depending on
the dimensions. Oh hi, I say, my thoughts
of slope and acceleration scattering to the winds
who collect them up, hand them back over,
ever so generously tell me to start again.
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