Category Archives: Poetry

A poem inspired by a Peaceful Warrior master

Image: Svaneti by Paata

In case you missed it, last week I wrote a post on the 2-hour talk that Dan Millman gave at the Sydney Masonic Center on Tuesday, the 1st of April (link). Today, I’d like to share a poem I wrote while inspired by his talk. It is called ‘Reflections of a Peaceful Warrior’, and it goes like this:

Two hours
with my spiritual master;
Two hours
of wisdom,
of Universal Laws,
of jokes and quotes.

Two peaceful hours
with a wise warrior;
Two inspiring hours
with a foolish warrior.

A story of humility:
“I am inspired by you”,
said a student to his teacher.
“Don’t worry,” the teacher said,
“that too will pass”.

Humility with humanity;
Wisdom with laughter.
These were the hallmarks
that his teacher Socrates
once etched on him.
They’re now the hallmarks
he etches in us all.

Thank you,
my peaceful warrior,
for sharing your wisdom
with us today.

Thank you,
our peaceful warrior,
for laying your heart
open for us all to see,
to hear,
to touch and to feel.

Thank you,
Oh, peaceful warrior,
for making the mistakes that
took you here today.

Thank you,
my spiritual guide,
for being my friend
today again.

If you liked it, you may want to listen to me recite it on the link below.

Poem Recital: Reflections of a Peaceful Warrior (mp3 file)


Zen poetry – Loneliness


How many friends
does a man need
to never feel alone,
to never fall asleep?

filling our heart,
shining a light
into the bottomless pit
that harbors our fears,
our insecurities,
our human imperfection,
and shows that
not all is lost,
in the desperate path
to companionship.

How many souls
does a woman need
to never feel alone,
never fall asleep?

Que es poesia?

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(a poem by Gustavo Adolfo Becquer)

¿Qué Es Poesía?

¿Qué es poesía?, dices mientras clavas
En mi pupila tu pupila azul.

¡Qué es poesía! ¿Y tú me lo preguntas?
Poesía eres tú.

(Loose translation)

What is poetry? whisper your lips
while you stare into my soul.

What is poetry! And you ask me?
Poetry is all of you

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Zen poetry: Samsara

Six months
of Change
Six Months
of Suffering
Six Months
of Love
Six months
of happiness
The nature of Samsara:
to realise through daily life
of the emptiness of ‘I’.
To live in all its glory
the teachings of enlightened ones
That nothing lasts,
All changes,
and we just are
ripples on a pond;
ripples that forgot
that we are all just water;
ripples that forgot
that we are all the same.
Just water in an infinite pond,
all the same; united every day.
Feeling the effects
of other pebbles
in other lives.
Not quite getting
how inconsequential they all are.

The nature of Samsara.
The teachings of enlightened ones.
Knowing that the only thing that matters
Is love,