#1401 - Henro series - day comes to the mountain

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day comes to the mountain

Day Four 

Temples 12 to 13 

I always feel I’ve forgotten something 

left x behind at y 

and putting on pace for the morning to warm

I know I have lost all of the way that’s behind me 

book is the staff I have to write 

to bury to burn to drown

I have lost all of time until now 

the new hilltop windmills tell the year

I have lost the ticktock of the town 

I have gained some sunshine 

going on with what’s to bear

have lost the tightness of the straps

various worries 

certain senses of injustice 

all such are under a mountain

for those who climb

I’d like to lose just a few of these aches 

always look back but sometimes won’t see

write lightly lest the ink run out 

and now I remember the koan 

I’ve come here to lose things

to be lost 

and here where the mountain walks over me 

a good thing 

a certain dry leaf splendour carpets the way

where I never catch up with myself

you see just how much I have found