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Enough, David Whyte

This is a zen poem I heard following meditation at the Zen Learning and Meditation Center last week in Oak Park. It really moved me. I wanted to share it but had trouble finding it. Here it is:

Enough

by David Whyte

Enough. These few words are enough.
If not these words, this breath.
If not this breath, this sitting here.

This opening to life
we have refused
again and again
until now.

Until now.


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Autobiography in Five Short Chapters

This poem is by Portia Nelson. I got it from my Zen teacher’s blog.

I

I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost . . . I am helpless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

II

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I am in the same place
but, it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

III

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in . . . . it’s a habit.
my eyes are open
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

IV

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

V

I walk down another street.

by Portia Nelson