Zen Frogs in Harmony
Published in
Mar 17, 2023
Last night under vast boughs of
velvet heaven
we sat by an ancient pond —
two Zen frogs squaring off
witnessed only by a lily pad.
Can father & son
ever escape such intimate
confrontation in love’s quest
for understanding?
You were as good as
your word & listened
like a much older man
humble, penitent, wise even.
Together we climbed a ladder
Grace herself threw down
& healed the burning words
said in rashness & anger.
In the end, we disappeared
to drown never come up
for air again — 30 years since I was
advised to leave the world
I am father to three
wondrous souls instead.
copyright Simon Heathcote
https://medium.com/know-thyself-heal-thyself/better-things-come-in-hues-of-blue-89bff014d12e
