Like a Cat

With palms together,
Good Morning Everyone,

Consumation

Morning arrives in the night
Like a cat on the prowl
For something to eat.
I turn myself
Open, ready to be released.

Zen practice is the practice of eternal life.
Awake, I see
You are not you
And I am not I
And we are not we,
Yet at once,
You are you,
I am I,
And we are we.
Past, present and future
Are mere thoughts.
Living and dying
Are simply dreams.

In such a place,
The only step
Is the step originating in the night,
The Self making the self.