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  1. #351
    In Another Wisdom

    This year corn and beans were not dead
    This year rain for the first July in years, Commodities;
    Soared; I am thirty-six years sober 10 days, fruited

    Plains since five years ago on July 4th, then corn didn't
    Sprout; beans lay in moments of weak economy.
    Today it is July 12th. We drove to shop for dinner,

    For my breakfast. Much said of our day's end;
    When I find myself joyous; inflation stays in grocery
    Store, here picking out our daily bread, and milk,


    Last month, just days ago--ten dollars less.
    Folks seventy-one, sixty-eight, another
    Price hike means we see income deflate,

    Cannot stretch dollars for my health; don't rise
    To hate. Three years, money not president
    Companies gouge less of public pocket books.

    Today, relentlessly reaping profit from families;
    Seventy decades senior's fixed income,
    They buy less and less; money stretched.

    Buddha Loving Kindness; gift of pause, we slept
    To rise in morning song, despite groceries warehoused
    In another wisdom of strange lands, freedom rings,

    Mothers clutch children close; Christ answers,
    To legislate less death; it's not the Christ's fault,
    Or Buddha quietly in twenty-first century which

    Simulates a world on the brink of another war.
    My friend says she relates to Japanese nationalist.
    He lived in the edge of Nagasaki, seventy-eight

    Years ago, couples, families, worldly symptoms
    Slowly sit in Shikantaza; priest says we might sit again.
    Follow Buddha mitre, one more song of my friend's relief.

    Gassho
    Tai Shi
    sat/lah
    Lavender, your song rises above, on lives, oh do come again to write your poetry!
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  3. #353
    Lavender, please write your songs again. Another voice hear and set lives away from hate.

    Gassho
    sat./lah


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  4. #354
    End of Omaha

    This morning is mortal. Father work to stay out of "a home" again.
    Today’s life in balance yes you can relax
    Talk to me again old friend, find him in your dreams.
    Because if it becomes hard, Buddies cannot say amen
    Morning, cease to grieve and mend Your ways
    We cannot stay in house alone our own life to mend each day
    Or stay alone. Cancer blight, maybe should be able to live, even to see!
    Be at peace to see one more friend. One more time.
    I cannot fathom you all alone. I cannot seek love only one way, reach out to your
    Sister Your Brother. Likewise, I cannot lighten the tyranny of age,
    You in Earling, me in home nearby Hartford, decide where to sit today.
    You aren’t alone. You’re one more Zoom away, one more call, we stay in touch.
    I am there to be, even now, don’t want to see you alone.
    Suggestions, can remember we sat back to back, inadequate, reasoning in Omaha.
    We cannot see one More time, do still have it all. Buddha life and cause?
    Sure, if we intended our own heart or life or demise, my dearest effect is friendship!
    I care for time, our time, and time again, and again.

    Gassho
    sat/lah
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  5. #355
    Without delusions
    You see things as they really are
    Without birth and death


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    Rich
    MUHYO
    無 (MU, Emptiness) and 氷 (HYO, Ice) ... Emptiness Ice ...

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  6. #356
    Quantum Language

    See and feel. Feel and think,
    Forever sinking up down all-ways,
    Link Quantum theory, my brain in Harvard
    Hospital, research for demotions see
    Directions infinite, solve brain tissue

    Research for cellular antithesis, quantum leap,
    Another dimension, after forethought poems
    Reunited apps, apps denied smashing
    Atoms of emotion, of peace, quantified,
    In sector, numbers, intuition quantified.

    Qualified poets understand intuition of predilection,
    This rugged way is infinitely grave, apples of the sun,
    Dimensions of free will, methods, sentient,
    Distraction. Demonic mindfulness will split
    The Atom, Electrons, smaller than eccentricities,

    Tiniest particle in sums, photons, infinitely grave
    Protection in human Elections, choice below
    Above Truth found in races, two thirds of time,
    Idiom of 4th dimension come to charge, amend
    First in metaphors and parables, meteors,

    Buddha, referendum of Christ, industry slippery
    Allegory of dimensions built in supper colliders,
    Computers of her life, reality communion opened
    Loops in nucleus, come closer to collisions
    In next relation to decades of ideas,

    This phone built in fall filters Bell
    To transmit Eve, creation myth from rib
    Then Allegory of Beowulf, Anglo-Saxon,
    Blind language first added to reactor, predilection,
    Milton's poetry, this troubadour, this Dharma,

    Of Christ's virtues, par excellence, able
    Nero transmitter, for overflow of Homer solved
    In dimensions of this universe, beauty
    Then Truth, which beautifies, transmits all
    All Poetry, then predictor, Iliad spitting

    Atoms into electrons then, light Democracy
    In Athens, fifty years. Socrates, radiation light
    Platonic resonance beyond light, very of God,
    God, unnatural universal fortunetellers,
    Ultimately, rhetorical narration,

    Penalties, tellers of future partivals blown
    Apart into Proton story, spilling out light
    God's spectroscopy in Paradise,
    Fallen Angle's random essences, dialects,
    English, Japanese, or Chinese, or Russian

    Until English realizes space-time at once,
    All traces executed into languages become story
    Triad essences, died in time or space, in actions
    Transcended mode thunders, discourse, central
    Theory that all Language is artistic,

    Socialist then becomes the 20th Century
    Poetry is still this moment of the 21st Century,
    Of transitive verb, emotive modality evolve,
    Essence more elision, Liberal capped
    Fashioned Sculpture of Sophia, Beethoven's

    Wisest quartets in speechless demise,
    Of what's left out of finding life
    In each Brain cell, to repair mitochondria
    Love, will transcend gold ingots from lead,
    All illusions, languages unraveling to figure

    String theory, thinner than fiber, O chum thesis
    Oh human theory, only rain drop atop hill
    In Tennessee when round we find all revolutionary
    Mind another rotation, Reactor Not binary
    Because poetry transits all words

    Transmitted once, talking here then there
    Unexpectedly, turning into Foucault propulsion,
    Pendulum to Adam's razor, golden bough
    Parceled out, Seen already two parables, more
    Wise virgins split, oh, Buddha our mental

    Creation in Equality. We find more cause
    Effective answers to Quantum couplets
    In all languages, evening words at play
    The predictor of fusion, more story astray
    Metaphor, gone wild, more trope,

    Binary reactor, another partial
    Wonder of creation, multi Dimensional
    Drones in ovens of Metal Realizations.
    Come Mishawaka Dues. Song breezes
    Indigenous peoples, gone astray,
    The White Men marveled agony.

    Gassho
    sat today
    Tai Shi
    Lent a hand
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  7. #357
    When I was 26 I got Lyme disease. During my treatment for it I spent 54 Days very weak, and barely able to do anything.
    A river runs along the North border of my property, and one of the few things I managed to do during this time was sit on the bank with my Cat. One day while doing this, I witnessed this...


    -Calm Acceptance
    I saw a Heron pluck a fish from the water.
    It was so peacefully still. No splash, No sound, barely even a ripple. The fish didn't even struggle, just rode off in the herons grasp... It made me think that fish traded It's fate,for it's only chance to fly.

  8. #358

    GOING HOME

    Going home to where you've always been.
    Pilgrimage? No.
    Just a children's game of hide and seek.
    No rules, no goals, just thus.

    L_Moore, sat 7-15-2023.

  9. #359

    THE DHARMA IS MY ROCK

    THE DHARMA IS MY ROCK -- A poem composed by Sensei Koyo Kubose, date unknown:

    Many things are happening
    In my life right now.
    Underlying it all
    The Dharma is my rock.

    Beyond sorrow and joy
    The Dharma is whispering
    Everything is Okay,
    Even when things are not going Okay.

    Eyes full of tears
    Heart heavy with pain,
    Stone therapy helps me see
    The suchness of all things.

    Being embraced by the Dharma
    I will live a life of Oneness
    Where the universal and infinite
    Touch the particular and finite.

    Yes, I will struggle;
    Yes, things may not turn out
    Exactly the way I would like.

    Yet, I will keep going with a smile
    Because I know
    The Dharma is my rock.

  10. #360
    Mistake on under Tree

    The usual joy escapes me
    I am false, I am not free
    Mistakes abound, mistakes
    Do not glorify Gautama
    Buddha, or Jesus Christ,
    All is sorrow, mistakes
    Do not glorify eternal "yes."
    I have committed eternal "no."

    Rapture of positive escapes me.
    Nothing in my life lies obvious
    Except that I mistakenly
    Said somewhere he not is eternal,
    She is eternal, "no." What could
    Sketch, draw, or color into what

    I have done? Where am I
    In error? Thorough beginnings
    Mouth, body, and mind?
    In pain of sorrow, in speech,
    Thought, or deed, now
    I atone for them all! I
    Grieve up, I feel all pain,

    Am in all Error! Some place
    Some time, Some way,
    I have committed previous
    Error of indecision, or dream
    Wise act or never, I atone for
    Speech thought or deed,
    No where, no sand or earth
    Water divides.

    Atonement is all in perception
    All in live action whether
    In ignorance or knowledge
    No written record can stand
    In clay tablet, song, or written
    Paper language. All is bleak, all
    Woe, give over to Buddha,
    Yes, too Christ. To sin,
    Error,

    I join under Bodhi Tree, Evening Star,
    Morning earth and planet, Earth
    In heaves figuratively,
    Plainly, or obviously all
    Is an attempt at forgiveness,
    Ten thousand Buddhas
    In, under, on Tree, under Wise

    Buddha I withhold nothing, strong
    Is my submission, my Desire,
    No Greed is the average, give
    Up possessiveness, all grasping.
    Wonder individuality, note-
    Worthy, wonder of creation
    Offer atonement, offer sorrow.

    Find again, of Jesķs or
    That above Wise wisdom, Buddha,
    Christ. That which is God, not God
    Which has no place in eternity,
    This is the wonder of creation,
    That not created, not formed?
    That which is Created and Formed.

    Gassho
    sat/ lah
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  11. #361
    Thank you for this beautiful poem, Tai Shi, but go easy on yourself just the same.

    Gassho, Onkai
    美道 Bidou Beautiful Way
    恩海 Onkai Merciful/Kind Ocean

    I have a lot to learn; take anything I say that sounds like teaching with a grain of salt.

  12. #362
    Quote Originally Posted by Tai Shi View Post
    Peerless Price

    Full autumn
    Of great growing
    Cathedral
    Celebrating life,
    Sit in wonder
    Of universe.
    Sailing peering.
    Night just ahead.
    What great Being?
    Zazen my giving
    Warm black nights.
    White cloud
    I perceive day
    Of great sunny
    Spring in my
    Eternity, great
    Being answers
    Every retreat,
    Every future my
    More emptiness.
    I live eternal
    In my thirty
    Minutes, I walk-in ten.
    More is less, less
    Is more. I know this now!

    Gassho
    satTai Shi
    sat / lah
    Ha, ha!!!
    Lah


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    Zazen represents
    No great being but
    Sitting practice
    Which is
    Not exclusive to God
    Or anything resembling
    Higher Power and reaching
    Iím aware but I do practice
    Zazen and sit regularly
    With others on Treeleaf
    Zendo in mind that I
    Would create nothing
    Being in Nothingness
    We see only blanks and
    Iím not trying to make
    This remark but I donít
    Use my maple leaf in front
    Yard beauty supply store
    Of creative use of the word
    Iím using vocabulary in my
    Head including realizing
    My own decisions were
    Adorable but my life
    Is ordinary now and everyone
    Can see it now is for my
    Reality and no one will see
    My personal feelings in my
    One which is peacefully
    Actually being peaceful
    As I said I am not revealing
    My life except for artistic
    Ready for rebalance my
    Mind is properly functioning
    I think it was just misunderstood and really
    Most people would understand.


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  13. #363
    The Robe Verse Beyond

    Oh summer, full green
    Laughing Turtle Creek
    Heart healthy, friendly
    Division gone today,
    We sit in calm acceptance,
    Light of morning song
    People of my light this
    Day, this hour, this
    Resolve to be acceptance,
    This full Surrender, this
    Ever being sight, this
    Soaring spirit more
    Less, is more, of grace
    Everlasting In Buddha
    In Loving One Another
    In Loving Kindness
    Ever in my singing
    Sight, resolve to be
    To know, to be more.

    Gassho
    sat/lah
    Tai Shi
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  14. #364
    Why Poems Sing

    Poems sing to light
    In heart health, low,
    Then high, then note
    Of high C surrounded,
    With vibration rebound
    Green human being,
    Green man, woman
    With sight in summer,
    In wise white exit,
    This giving over
    The reality is boundless
    To Preserve chair
    Of Shikantaza, when
    One may let us light
    Eternal wise, low
    Because we know
    Place of sight, misery
    Gone forever more.

    Gassho
    Deep Bows
    Wonder everlasting
    sat/lah
    Tai Shi
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  15. #365
    O I Say It

    Remember Onkai,
    Kokuu, Kyousui,
    These Japanese
    Names where do
    My friends come
    From, which state,
    One is from South
    Carolina, there is
    The other from
    Canterbury, England,
    My best friend, from
    Iowa, he is in Erasing
    Eats Ice cream, he
    Sings today, saved
    My life, she shaved
    Her head, I mistook
    Her for thirty-four,
    And the best, Kokuu
    Spring Grain,
    Grain Rains,
    The beginning of spring
    Various cereals
    Grown at the Time
    He is Empty Space, or
    Empty Sky,
    I mistook for
    Empty face. He has
    No empty face
    I can see his kind
    Face peering out
    To say be careful
    Be Peaceful Poetry
    Kokuu be careful
    Be kind to yourself,
    Then there is Kyousui
    Calm Water, calm
    He is my dear friend
    I often see he is
    His lady friend, not
    Calm, flagellates
    Himself with ice cream
    I love these people,
    Onkai action gray
    Raven, she is so good,
    Collapse in lightness
    Honkai, hack
    Slash, how could
    She is Chinese
    Translated, I know
    She is a gray raven
    Fly woman, I thought
    You 34 like my daughter,
    Oh Kyousui, black bird
    Fluid motion, my dear
    Friend did you know
    You saved my life because
    You said, "Get to ER,"
    You spoke in fluid
    Motion, black bird
    You are in motion,
    You run away from
    I, and say this, more
    One's poetry, Onkai
    Honkai, black bird
    Gray Raven sit in
    Our wish, you gave
    Me what I've become
    Morning chant, Robe

    Verse, we all look
    Toward Empty Sky
    Realize you belong
    There you sit Priest
    Refine Empty Space,
    You are beginning
    Of Spring cereal,
    Spring Rain, how did we get
    Introduced to Spring,
    Gray Raven is the woman
    She tells me not 34
    But in her 50s she
    Will be a priest, ordained
    Soon enough she is shy
    He is Strong Water, he is
    Fluid motion, strength
    Worked his whole life
    As nursing people
    Spoke softly he was
    Psychiatric nurse, now
    He needs me, I am
    The psychiatric friend
    Who has bipolar
    One, he gives me my
    Ability to give him songs,
    Something he cannot find
    Except yesterday, I wonder
    If he found one woman
    To all listen to him
    I am the poet who puts them
    Together, strong fluid motion,
    Watering, beginning
    Of spring, he is our
    Food our cereal, our grain,
    Feeds us when he is watered
    What does she do
    Impact, collapse
    Or decay, I perfect
    She is A Gray Raven
    Sitting upon the light
    Ray of the Cereal leaf
    I am the Peaceful
    Poetry who puts them together
    Because I am Ubasoku,
    I am gentle expression
    I am their poetry.
    Jundo, purity
    Spoke to us teacher
    Be pure not our
    Stranger

    April 20th we arrive,
    Yousuf cricket coach
    In Arabic, how could I
    Call you Coach because
    You are strong waters,
    Plural Fluid, many
    Waters which strengthen
    My mind when you found
    My brain again in the size
    Of a walnut, floating
    In Meninges or below,
    What you found is poetry
    Spring Rain, cereal grain
    Says he will sit
    Metta for all of us
    Two of us are priests
    I am calm poetry, Peaceful
    Poetry, Purity Jundo
    Meaning Purity of Substance
    Named all three of us
    Two Birds, one poem
    One strong expression
    The beginning of Spring
    April 20th he is the real
    Priest, and gives himself
    In strong Space, in Strength.
    Kokuu, Kyousui Onkai.
    Purity, Purify us,
    Leave me as Peaceful
    Poetry. Water Leave
    Me as words.
    純度
    崩壊
    東極 京水
    大, 志
    穀雨こくう
    ビル


    Gassho
    sat/lah
    Tai Shi
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    ヰリアム, William, 威里亜夢
    Bill, Bilion, 十億, 請求 ∑ 請求先., Bill ビル
    Mary, メアリ, メアリー or マリー, or 真理
    Michael, マイケル , まいける
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  17. #367
    Thank you, Tai Shi. You are living up to your name, Tai Shi, Calm Poetry, and your title, Obasoku. I'm honored.

    Gassho, Onkai
    Sat lah
    美道 Bidou Beautiful Way
    恩海 Onkai Merciful/Kind Ocean

    I have a lot to learn; take anything I say that sounds like teaching with a grain of salt.

  18. #368
    Lovely, TS.

    Gassho, Jundo

    satTodaylah
    ALL OF LIFE IS OUR TEMPLE

  19. #369

    ARTS: Big and Little Poetry--free verse, any verse.

    A Grateful Invitation.

    We Sit daily 8:00 a.m. M.Tu.We.Th.F.
    There are many opportunities to sit Zazen Shikantaza.
    At Treeleaf Zendo we have a schedule of times.
    The schedule has a direct link taking you to free Zoom Room.
    I have practiced daily for years; there are many opportunities here at Treeleaf Zendo.
    If you want more information post here of in poetry.
    I have truly benefited from practicing daily Zazen.
    You need not practice daily to practice with us.
    Speak to me PM if you have private questions.
    Speak to Jundo also, with questions about extended time, or many others.
    Speak to any priest about sitting times, and sitting practice.
    Speak to us listed on Schedule if you have questions personal message, PM.
    I personally have practiced many years, but you need not, nor do you need to practice everyday.

    Gassho
    Deep bows
    sat/lah
    Tai Shi
    Peaceful calm poetry
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  20. #370
    Bow With Gentle Sitting Practice 舎利弗

    I bow, listen intently and bow is bowing.
    Sometimes, always attitude of sitting directed.
    Find myself in quiet attitude of sitting. Shari, eyes
    Are gentle, I find my space in my space only. Pieces
    Of Wisdom, Some sit in Lotus Sitting position. Shariputra,
    To One, some sit in half Lotus Sitting position. Son of Shari
    Some sit Burmese position sitting. Shari's son, disciple,
    Some sit in straight chair Tall Mountain in land of water.
    Some sit cross legged Position of land or earth or star.

    We sit as did the Wise One, then Sariputra, form not form,
    We sit as do our teachers in wisdom, taught with others.
    I have learned to be gentle, have become more honest, eight
    Fold our hands , have found honesty leads as I sit, sitting, sitting
    Less alone with less anger, to practicing the Precepts in ourselves.
    I have practiced as I have time or less time, space less space.
    Time is still, wise is still, five, ten, thirty minutes, any time.
    You may practice for your reasons, your own reason peacefully,
    To imitate to good to learn good, to imitate to learn gentle Mind.

    To learn I read, I come to understand how to open my thinking, Wise
    Uchiyama, Suzuki, Dogen, Monastery, Jundo, Purity, others quiet, next,
    Practiced Bus /depot, Bus, Dr. Waiting Room, hospital bed, One Wise,
    Any place not quite, quiet with time, my instead this time, lose time,
    Place I need may not be quiet, need become place of focus, I breathe.
    Breathing begins with hands in Ancient Mudra, Cosmic heart of Mudra.
    No practice, practice Mudra, Cosmic Mudra, hands quiet Peacefully.
    Smile with Peaceful Poetry, you may find your own quietude.
    How do I sit quietly, how do I? I Practice with open thought, open
    Process, the open flow, the river, said not to push the River,

    We Cross the River with the Wisdom, do not push, do not cross, tcross,
    Then gently moving down or up or side to side, highway of breathing,
    What happens as I look ahead, notice scenery on either side,
    Peace descends like a cloud, like gentle dew, like soft rain.
    Peace in any one, any place is Peacefully without, with not holding,
    Non-Grappling nor pulling, nor after form and substance, nothing
    Non-seeking, hands still with gentle mind and thought,
    Still look in my eyes slit for light, looking not looking, brown
    rice, Eyes still under, not fully down, fully awake, let go openly.
    My angle of vision which does not exactly look, looking,
    Seeing exactly, I see not, we sit still mind like Poetry.

    Gassho
    Deep bows
    sat/ lah
    Gently words open
    To see
    Tai Shi
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  21. #371
    Mist, When She Sleeps

    White mist on my front lawn
    My love sleeps, best of all
    Zazen, she teaches me to sing
    I mitigate more of mind now
    When I read The Empty Field

    There is more of Cultivation
    In my thinking, more the ring
    Out each morning, zazen
    Shikantaza goal no goal. Mist.
    I sing, morning rings.

    Gassho
    sat/lah
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  22. #372
    Her Name Means

    What is Created Gemstone,
    Pearl, mother of pearl,
    Her name is Marjorie,

    With sight limited to one
    Eye, and refreshed
    Near sights to two cm,

    Over the rim of her glasses
    I see beautiful blue, or she
    Recognizes friends brown

    Eyes, she gives always
    Like multicolored sand
    Stone she is friend, Zen
    Teacher; Gace, reality!

    Gassho
    sat/lah
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  23. #373
    The Poetry Thieves Grab

    We begin to understand
    Love, we together inter-
    Are, we are alone for 41
    Years Together with song,
    We live in poetry out

    To play in each other's arms
    We are old, you 68, me 72
    0n the way years add
    Oh, my body's worn
    Bones bent, but you care,

    My Spine hurts never pain
    One in time without arthritis
    My life advises
    That I may ask soon to be
    Of death relieved--

    Mornings, where I sit hosting
    Zazen, when I find others
    More suited to be led
    Shy away to such

    Which in houses
    Blunder, they relive
    My reality, that life
    Of human beings end.
    Let's be practical that way

    We know for certain death
    Comes sudden or lately
    Withers my body, lights afire death
    I am ancient. Ask me to forgive.

    If I am lumber, I cannot insulate
    From concrete; if I lay,
    Board feet to what end?
    Of construction carefully

    Earth, fall of body into dirt
    CO2, Oh water, clouds, mixing
    Becoming alter, each of each
    Child gone, Daughter begins to live

    Trees wrapped, we believe
    Hope of lightning, strike
    Newly my gift, end is just,
    I Rise trampled mind,

    Meaning only in verses.
    I guard jealously,
    Maybe trees don't know,
    Death without commitment,

    Not the 1/20th size
    Redwood which we see
    Maker of smaller poisoned images
    Irreplaceably bought one book

    Billions die for kindled books
    My poetry stands in libraries
    Immortal, yet slices of wood.
    Hundreds of yards into air,

    Decapitated, such beauty
    Only in flames, lost oxygen
    I cannot breathe. my volumes
    Could be stolen, my fame is
    Thoughts not beatified,

    Alloy melted down, decapitated
    Drought, suffocation, mighty
    In furnace, first kill my thoughts,
    Rather than with my copyright

    Grabbed, grotesque reversed not pacific.
    Rather I deify my immortal lines.

    Gassho
    sat/lah
    Tai Shi
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  24. #374
    Treeleaf Unsui Onki's Avatar
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    Location
    London Ontario Canada
    Coming Home

    Sitting in silence
    The air cool on my skin
    Sandalwood permeating
    Itchy robes, freshly shaved head
    10,000 myriad things
    Sensing the breath, the heartbeat
    Birds chirping, Sun shining
    Fear and anxiety fade away
    I am left with EmptinessÖ

    I am Home.

    Gasshō,

    On

    Sat today

  25. #375
    Forgiving Mr Keating

    May I forgive you
    wishing in my memory,
    That director accusing me
    That in infirmity, in childish
    had caried death up his divorce,
    Dropped him made--he lashed
    Out at me, nearly heat
    Pierced, my eternity

    Relinquished like heartwood
    Of Douglas fir, hardest heart ever
    Be In my spitaily taken, worked
    Stealthily of manufactured doves
    Reluctantly, bill collector made me
    Smir my fear before my eighteenth year,
    Year-- Seventy two now intoxicant of harsh,
    Right eye blurred, now I to grovel at that

    Memory, dispassionate, desperately.
    As Loving Kindness enters me, wanton
    Sifting through death unforeseen in brain
    Surgery; oh, forgive the dead I cannot
    Avoid; bones will sink below Buddha's
    Cause effectively in heaven's reverie.

    Gassho
    Deep bows
    sat/lah
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  26. #376
    Onki. very nice--keep it up, bring us to your Shikantaza.
    Tai Shi
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  27. #377
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    Quote Originally Posted by Tai Shi View Post
    Onki. very nice--keep it up, bring us to your Shikantaza.
    Tai Shi
    Peace, calm poetry
    Thanks Tai Shi

    Gasshō,

    On

    Sat today

  28. #378
    Returning to a Time

    There was a time when
    I was eighteen I too went
    To Dachau later met Viktor
    Frankl, experiments
    Slats for beds no toilet

    Wish now I had not
    Seen life's biggest mystery
    May sand cool like her
    Pearl near sleeping
    Death of People gone
    Six million, there were more
    eighteen million, then many more.

    In the other bed, more
    We in poverty, her
    In Howard, me in Des
    Moines, her South Dakota
    Me in Iowa, we only had
    Cheap mattresses, wanton

    Poverty, circumvented
    As couple we in love
    Conceived daughter, after
    Nearly in Poverty, yes
    Above with our child

    Our home, in Hartford
    With looming white pine
    tree, maples, elm, river
    Birch, aspens to remind
    Us of Colorado

    Did we travel to paper
    Mill, where I taught
    Classes six hors and eight
    Hours, fifteen hours then days
    Like roller skate, missile
    Towa, laughing at our novelty

    Our Christmases we gave
    To her, child hsad halloween
    Where mom, my pear, my tree
    Sewed Lion King costume
    We laughed in spite
    Of longing sways trying

    To make homestead in Ill.
    Not to be, because at four
    AM I sat all night in attempt
    To give students, grading
    Something else, Literary
    Magazine

    I saved for art four am art's
    Sake, they didn't remember me
    See my work From reality forced
    To give failing nephew with "F"a "D"
    Me in "F" math 101, and later

    Other students with same
    Reality given no grade failure
    Because registrar gave all
    Students at Grinnell instant
    Drop erased of "F" no grade below
    "C" then for me "F" followed

    Me throughout eternity I never
    Left, they cheated me
    For that semester of Kent
    State. Don't you see what
    Reality cheated of GPA
    Honors you would not
    Transfer, "As" and"Bs"
    Academic snobbery.

    Now I am Zen, Ubasoku
    Grandmotherly I support
    Don't take, withdrawal from
    Alcohol, Oxycodone and Fentanyl
    Already sober 36 years, more
    I see the infidelity on humanity.

    Gassho
    sat/lah
    Tai Shi
    Peaceful poetry.
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  29. #379
    Thank you Tree Leaf

    You caused me to see
    My worth for others, first
    My best Zen Teacher
    Marjorie, sent from
    Some reality, seeking
    All cannot be as Four

    Vows say, in our own
    Witness of another
    Day, okay you cannot
    See your birthright, your
    Own wisdom inner self

    Ubasoku, grandmotherly
    To serve, I cannot be
    Priest, because I am old
    But could study, books
    Would not be a problem

    Don't you see, other Priest
    Other reality, my Pearl would
    Not for me taught me Humanity
    Thy Humility, full circle
    Be, I am free of Drugs
    And alcohol, the Ethanol
    36 Years, I am free

    So doctor gave me, infirm
    Drugs, said he sat six
    Feet from Thich Nhat Hanh
    It did him no good stole
    My humanity

    Tonight I rise above narcotics
    I am free, As the Black spirituals
    I am free, thank my own
    Gods, along with zazen
    Shikantaza, I have found

    That freedom rises to reality
    Of just sitting zazen into rest
    Of Abraham and I am not
    Child slaughtered, human
    Sacrifice is gone banned from West
    All can see rath in killing
    Humanity, Jewish sacrament
    Live and let live, this is the true
    Statement for my freedom. i am.


    Gasho
    Deep bows to
    To all trees
    sat/lend a human
    Hand to all humanity
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  30. #380
    The Second Day

    What is there to say?
    It is the second day,
    With no addictive substance,
    Not that I have ever been

    High from the patches
    I have worn going
    One 10 years, sadness
    To the wonder of precept
    Which one is it?

    The one about intoxication,
    I was never high from numbing
    Drugs, I have a disease,
    Ankylosing Spondylitis,

    I have come to loathe this name
    Diagnosis when I was 40,
    That Fall could not get
    Out of bed easily,
    Stuck, felt, I am 72 now,

    Old in my spine,
    This was my shadow down
    For I knew I had
    Slept hard

    Crooked, twisted,
    Into joint knots, what
    To do? Not going

    I made no page upon
    My computer though
    I accidently made
    Without thinking--

    About my pain, like
    Graded at no wisdom
    To sound like my own
    Hacker, I was in pain,

    Three days ago my
    Last of pain required
    Medication, today creaking
    In neck, in chest, in spine

    My back swaed to left.
    This substance no!
    Yet, I exercised
    Actually feeling a bit,
    No abuse, what is free?

    Gassho sat/lah
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  31. #381


    Gassho,
    Onkai
    Sat lah
    美道 Bidou Beautiful Way
    恩海 Onkai Merciful/Kind Ocean

    I have a lot to learn; take anything I say that sounds like teaching with a grain of salt.

  32. #382
    Onkai great try, no
    Insult to Humanity
    Great priest who is
    Training, I have seen
    The Great Wall of
    China built for indigenous
    People years ago in wisdom

    Nothing but war? I’m
    Decidedly happy
    The Lasting Friendship
    I never thought potential
    Do you know possibility

    Dear Leader Onkai, to
    You I have said that you
    Recognize humility
    Free all Sentient beings
    Never do as I said
    But do as I do, Onkai
    Learn you will become

    The priest you deserve
    Dear know today I am
    72, Celebrate as I
    Have your priesthood
    Observe support

    Care for precepts be
    Usually happy because
    You grow in Buddhism
    Strong woman build
    Your self worth by
    Giving what you already

    Have within your observation
    You are strong beyond your
    Years let it happen again
    Agreed that you need nothing
    More than self worth to live

    Especially when you’re in
    Touch with yourself
    There is no satori do not look
    Outside today and thence
    You can believe in yourself
    I believe in you I don’t
    Doubt it one bit you will see
    Within, without is all the same.

    I’m not going anywhere soon
    I’m Ubasoku I support you
    Believe in me and you are
    Just as sure as me you
    Know that precepts are for
    Us all, don’t hesitate for
    You are you, you are you.

    Gassho
    sat/lah


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  33. #383

    ARTS: Big and Little Poetry--free verse, any verse.

    Quote Originally Posted by Tai Shi View Post

    Onkai great to try,

    Insult to Humanity
    Great priest who is
    Training, I have seen
    The Great Wall of
    China built for indigenous
    People years ago in wisdom

    Nothing but war? Iím
    Decidedly happy
    The Lasting Friendship
    I never thought possible
    Do you know possibility

    Dear Leader Onkai, to
    You have said that you
    Recognize humility?
    Free all Sentient beings
    Never do as I said before
    But do as I do, Onkai
    Learn you will become

    The priest you deserve
    Dear know today I am
    72, Celebrate as I
    Have your priesthood
    Observe support

    Care for precepts be
    Usually happy because
    You grow in Buddhism
    Strong woman build
    Your self worth by
    Giving what you already

    Have within your observation
    You are strong beyond your
    Yeas let it happen again
    Agreed that you need nothing
    More than self worth to live

    Especially when youíre in
    Touch with yourself
    There is no satori, do not look
    Outside yourself today, thence
    You can believe in yourself
    I believe in you I donít

    Doubt it one bit you will see
    Within, without is all the same.
    Iím not going anywhere soon
    Iím Ubasoku I support you
    Believe in me and you are

    Just as sure as me you
    Know that precepts are for
    Us all, donít hesitate for
    You are you, you are you.

    Iím Ubasoku from day one
    I have been for others
    As well as myself is your
    Accidentally not are you!
    You are you.

    Gassho
    sat/lah


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  34. #384
    Thank you, Tai Shi.

    Gassho, Onkai
    Sat lah
    美道 Bidou Beautiful Way
    恩海 Onkai Merciful/Kind Ocean

    I have a lot to learn; take anything I say that sounds like teaching with a grain of salt.

  35. #385
    Saga of the intertwined,

    Charles and Marjorie

    Greek, Persian, Hebrew, Irish, Latin
    Pearl : Child of light; pearl; jewel
    Greek : Pearl My wife vowed
    Solemnly, Designed in wonder
    真珠 -- Pearl in Scotland
    She is timeless, Child of Light
    Timeless Pearl, In Sacred use
    One who is true, She
    My wife, has taken her vows
    As she says even today
    Presented me quiet,

    Now spoken even at age
    Has she brings to us
    Gifts to see to speak
    Quietly serene and true
    We both devoted
    To each other in eternity
    Free of Alcohol she vows
    As me she taught me
    We did vow to be each
    To each, to have distinguished
    Sound from my classmates.

    Of Kings have Been called
    Charles. Don't be fooled I am
    Nothing special I have
    My soft side, Not popular
    I was named less than
    One hundred, never
    Popular, Pearl you
    Took me mailable

    Solemn vow is taken
    An individual "free man"
    Vow consisted in a promise
    You offer a sacrifice, if would
    Give some assistance
    In a difficulty; deliberate
    Free promise, we chose
    Each to each other

    Charles, distinguished
    Sound from his classmates.
    free man Charles from Germanic Ceorl,
    Meaning "free man". The name
    Has been popular throughout history
    Kings have been called Charles.
    Hunger for learning, working hard
    At his goals while studying
    With diligently.

    With affirmation "pearl". It is a
    Nobility Marjorie Asian Foo Dog
    Known as the "Lion of Buddha"
    Although you are not exactly
    With Buddhism. In Japan,
    Some use you Lion
    You ward off evil spirits
    Attract health and wealth.

    I am free, woman you
    Vowed, this promise you told me
    Seriously as in Solemnity assurance
    Will do particular thing particular
    Things will happen. Together we
    You are bravery in betrothal
    Given my Mary of clear light
    Your sister, my brother
    Robert, Douglas "bright fame".
    Fame someone is intelligent,
    Intuitive, graceful, or psychic.
    My brother witnesed

    At our vow we chose becoming
    Friends, forty-one years
    Our wedding vows have
    To hold through sickness
    And health we have
    Traveled we lived together
    Have parented our daughter

    Lived together, husband wife
    Wife leads husband
    You told me as married we
    Took our vows seriously,
    We gave each other Laurel
    Ann, we love each other
    We care most for friendship
    This is the gift we gave
    Our daughter each other
    Poet Teacher Friendship
    To each other in Each
    Separate, together
    Independence Livelihood,
    We gave echo the other

    Soft pearl of yoyality you
    With Charles Marjorie,
    One together, as we are three
    You, me, each other, three
    Spend together, we lived
    As we found January
    Seven, 1980, married
    June 12, 1982, vows given
    Freely after two one half years
    Until we needed was
    With friends you would be
    My friends, family witnesses
    Until we have become

    Known through reading
    Writing be with those we
    See, most our being,
    Study more books every
    See that our writing
    Learner, largely not harm
    Not aggression, freedom we
    Know is love of others, given
    Worldly gifts to serve more
    To our world who would gain
    Health education and to be

    Classroom office hospital,
    Departments where those
    Bought food and clothing,
    Ours has always been service
    To others, to our worlds

    Always be what visible
    We see, and sit as only
    Reality, just sitting,
    Just being, Justly honest
    More from eternity
    Guesed equality, we
    Treat others with equality
    Others invited to our
    Home each time for food
    Shelter, sustance, drink
    Sworn off all alcohol
    Of this we are happy


    Gassho bowing
    Witnessed.
    just sat/ leant
    A hand.



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  36. #386
    Early autumn, a storm
    cuts through the heat.
    My body too, flares with inflammation
    needing its own cooling rain.
    Over the hedgerow, the sound of children
    battling over a ball.
    Seagull cry, blue sky,
    Namu Kie Butsu.


    Gassho
    Kokuu
    -sattoday-

  37. #387
    Tai Shi, do you still read your Messenger? I sent messages on Friday and Saturday which are unread and a message on Gmail.

    You seem to use so many different places, it is hard to know where to contact you.

    Gassho

  38. #388

    ARTS: Big and Little Poetry--free verse, any verse.

    One Moment at a Time

    for Kokuu, Meian, and Jundo

    Es gut mir Heute
    So I drank my way
    Through Bavaria
    In Germany,
    I live my life one
    Day at a Time,
    Sometimes one moment,
    My inflammation
    Causes me to be
    Everly mindful, today.

    I pulled back my curtains
    In my study, beheld
    My dozens and dozens
    O books of poetry,
    The last a gift of daughter,
    Migrations, WS Merwin
    Buddhism soaked through
    These pages, reverence
    For life began
    With my decision 10:00
    Morning, sunny days
    In The Rocky Mountains
    In Fort Collins, CSU
    Parking lot I made my
    Decision to abstain
    From All Ethyl
    Alcohol, a promise I have Kept
    Since Monday July 22, 1987,
    More than half my life,
    Yesterday that I
    Affirmed my adherence,
    To my entire promise since
    That date, nor have
    I abused Provider's
    Orders, excuse, I cleared
    Off my breakfast dishes,

    I Sat Zazen for 27 minutes
    Began about 8:00,
    Studied Constitutional law,
    Shall I see window now
    Slant light, Shadow
    May I ever be
    Mindful one Day at a Time
    Sometimes One moment
    At a Time.

    Tai Shi
    Charles Elgwyn Taylor
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  39. #389
    My Tea, Shikantaza, Love, Salutation


    Tea, as I sit quietly, silently Zazen
    My cup, partial gone in my drank,
    My in my mug, cooling for 30 minutes,
    While I actually enjoy quiet, then
    Gone Shikantaza, here Shikantaza.

    What is this thirty minutes?
    What is flavor of tea leaves,
    Cooling water formerly boiling
    Buildings warm from new
    Furnace flame? Now October,

    Leaves golden, turned from green
    Yesterday's rain, blue gray
    Under soggy drops of mold,
    Damp pungent smell, of what
    Do I hear? Is it my love

    Quiet breathing now?
    Escaping life of oxygen twenty
    Percent, almost 80 percent
    Nitrogen, other inert gases
    Slithering between layers of air.

    Thirty minutes, I hear bell chime
    Young man simply says, what
    Noise. Have good days, sits again
    Burmese, up on knees, thank you
    Have a good day, see you all soon.

    say/lah
    Gassho
    Tai Shi
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  40. #390
    Thank you, Tai Shi, for the lovely poem.

    Gassho, Onkai
    Sat lah
    美道 Bidou Beautiful Way
    恩海 Onkai Merciful/Kind Ocean

    I have a lot to learn; take anything I say that sounds like teaching with a grain of salt.

  41. #391
    Sylvia Plath's Poetry

    What morning breakfast
    Before Shikantaza
    Before silence, before morning
    Night at 4:00 a.m. dark honied,

    Muffin of lines of distressed father?
    Her silent husband written
    In words he warped?
    Did he take her simple life?

    Now I look into her glass and see
    Another's editorial remarks.
    Why did he seem to like her poetry
    Another's misery, another's

    Arbiter linking her phases, not
    Wondering why he lay in silence
    With one's everlasting truth,
    Deadly verses? Why

    Did he bother to become her
    Editor in her final life?
    Why take her delicate flesh,
    Bread into palms, Into his

    Betrayal infinite?
    Is this another's Judas?
    Why she was wronged in his name?
    Great horror, night in desperation,

    Darkness in depression? Air slipped
    Simply administered
    Never underestimated motherhood,
    Simpering in tears disloyal?

    Why these remarks, quartered
    Into what is unnatural?
    Infected boiling fervor, tragic
    Cold, some naked dictator?

    Dictate words, in remedial
    Disbelief, in untruth, never
    Forgiven, does bitter dish linger
    Into biten, frigid air, crushing

    Divine labor into dust?
    To forgive himself, ever
    Simple his suffrages,
    Tea into dank drink of blood?

    Consummated death like NAZZI's
    Chambers? Skin like lamp shade?
    Did he love what
    He left in cup of gas

    Of peaceful dove, eaten breakfast
    Of Squab, delicious dish of regret?
    Lunch like fleshy dictations?
    Supper, in Christ's wine, bloody

    Sacrament, drunk into name
    Without broken cross, suffer little
    Ones of come unto her
    Poetry, pen as sword gushing,

    Gambling her clothes, her white
    Sheets worsted? Warped closet
    Into borrowed grave of
    Nightmarish temptations?

    Tai Shi
    With tears for tender
    One so young, she
    sat to write her
    last poems
    lah
    Gassho
    Deep bows
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  42. #392
    Thank you, Tai Shi.

    In my younger days I was a devoted fan of Plath's writings and life story. Your post brought back some poignant memories.

    gassho stlh


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  43. #393
    Thank you Merian,

    Plath's own life sheds light on my own life, which my own giving wife admonishes give it up, live in the now. "He is old, let it go, Practice your Buddhism, look at pretty fall leaves, let it go, practice Buddhism, forgive your father, look at the beauty of these hills, and the harvested fields." So, in every way, I'm attempting to leave my father behind. I have written to him of my forgiveness, and I call him often. He cannot help himself with some dementia I let him live! We do not need his support. We are fine in every way. We own our home, have enough for our old age, give to the poor so she gives me a fine allowance from my social security. I am out of the red having paid off all my debt incurred while I was in fit of bipolar mania. Now my therapist says I am fine without even any trace of hypomania or depression. I am frugal, spend very little, save for a few things expensive. She has given me expensive gifts to ease burden of my bank account. I am fair with my own money. I buy them Christmas, for father and the rest for my little family, small things for my brother's birthdays, Christmases, and mother's day nice gifts with my money for our daughter and Marjorie, I spend for them with my savings. I tell them how much I love them, and it is true, as I have allowed my fits of life to dissipate in my old age. Thank you Meian, I admire your commitment to Zazen, Shikantaza, and work toward a priestly life. Keep at it, we are there to support all of you with our thoughts and feelings. I wish you well.

    Gassho
    sat/lah
    Tai Shi
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  44. #394
    Quote Originally Posted by Tai Shi View Post
    Thank you Merian,

    Plath's own life sheds light on my own life, which my own giving wife admonishes give it up, live in the now. "He is old, let it go, Practice your Buddhism, look at pretty fall leaves, let it go, practice Buddhism, forgive your father, look at the beauty of these hills, and the harvested fields." So, in every way, I'm attempting to leave my father behind. I have written to him of my forgiveness, and I call him often. He cannot help himself with some dementia I let him live! We do not need his support. We are fine in every way. We own our home, have enough for our old age, give to the poor so she gives me a fine allowance from my social security. I am out of the red having paid off all my debt incurred while I was in fit of bipolar mania. Now my therapist says I am fine without even any trace of hypomania or depression. I am frugal, spend very little, save for a few things expensive. She has given me expensive gifts to ease burden of my bank account. I am fair with my own money. I buy them Christmas, for father and the rest for my little family, small things for my brother's birthdays, Christmases, and mother's day nice gifts with my money for our daughter and Marjorie, I spend for them with my savings. I tell them how much I love them, and it is true, as I have allowed my fits of life to dissipate in my old age. Thank you Meian, I admire your commitment to Zazen, Shikantaza, and work toward a priestly life. Keep at it, we are there to support all of you with our thoughts and feelings. I wish you well.

    Gassho
    sat/lah
    Tai Shi
    thank you, Tai Shi

    gassho stlh


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  45. #395
    curled leaf
    flutters and rocks
    catch my eye
    as it tips off my nose
    autumn breeze in
    a silent forest of time


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  46. #396
    Kokuu I spent most of the evening going through my emails and messages on messenger. Maybe we should stick to PM on Treeleaf so we donít get confused because no where do I find anything from you except here. So I send you a PM. Thursday at 7 am my time 1 pm your time. Does this work for you?


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  47. #397
    I am reading Sylvia Plath these days having left Arthur C Clark for the poetry of nightmare on standby for a while now so Iím going back to the messages but I donít see anything from you. As I said, itís best to stick with Treeleaf Personal Messages for truly, I value our conversation with you and I will continue to PM small business to your inbox as it will help us stick with the same principles we started with.
    Gassho
    Tai Shi


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  48. #398

    ARTS: Big and Little Poetry--free verse, any verse.

    First color of cold
    Late October is my years
    Or what I can see when I looked
    In my mirror what deep set
    Wrinkle free from glair does
    Foretell another age spot,
    Cream for my hands, white
    Rubbed into arthritic hands
    I wince at relief before
    It seeps into my fingers
    Yes now I am 72, I am
    Still, even though fridged
    October 29th is not far away,
    This is two years since brain surgeryís
    Limped organ, I have revised my heart.


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  49. #399
    I have broken one glass
    Retired too, my face shows
    Beginning of surrender to age
    I mean itís not true that I have
    Abandoned Ango just that once violent
    Shaking deeply felt at one time
    Has retreated now that that brain tumorís
    Removed. Suddenly days after the surgery
    Two years later I experienced only
    One anxiety attack and I have had
    No seizures and I am happy
    On my new antipsychotic medication


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  50. #400
    I became a bridge
    Between your heart and yourself
    An interpreter


    Sat/lah


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    Rich
    MUHYO
    無 (MU, Emptiness) and 氷 (HYO, Ice) ... Emptiness Ice ...

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