Living Zen Life

Pondering solitude
I remember a lonesome place -
Lake Solitude.
There is no road to Lake Solitude.
To go there is to go alone
seeking what few seek
finding a way on a little used trail
once there calm ripples on a placid surface.

Solitude found by the quiet mind
no road or trail.
Solitude unbounded
emptiness a vast horizon.
Sit. Mind expands
opening to a vast timeless realm.
It is all just here - hummingbird alights
spring sun sets through the pine.