Emptiness does not "think"

Emptiness does not "think"

Seems once I had a "thought"

I took a journey as this "thought" I sought

I searched high and even went low

Nowhere this "thought" was here to show

So I gave up and took a stand

Planted my roots into this land

Walking straight up in silence effortlessly

More strides were taken, I knew I was free

So this is is what I become

All alone right here say some

But that is fine in what I now see

I am content within, a tree as all I wish to be

Dom*Colucci © 2016

The ending came as it croaked*

The ending came as it croaked*

A nice afternoon is where I begin

I arrive at a pond to meditate within

Joyful as this is peace that it brings

I am underneath a locust tree, songbirds start to sing

I affix my self in an opening near the reeds

Ready to look inside myself, a moment to be free 

I sit  in a lotus position, I fit my being centrally as I stay

Now I am in my focus, my eyes turn inward in a gaze

It all comes together this feeling of bliss and to be still

I have made it to the other side without effort to my will

The world around me has enveloped me in such peace

Even right Now from raging winds this all came to a cease

I go a little deeper and a more placid sense of calm

I open my eyes a bit and see no ripples on the pond

The trees in a distance little movement as they stay

It is like they do ZAZEN, in the night and all day

But out of all this a little utterance from the wind as it spoke

When I awakened out of this, it was because a bull frog just croaked

Dom*Colucci © 2016

The route (root) of fruit*

The route (root) of fruit*

So tender and wise is the seed

Before it comes for the world and its need

It knows how a vital role it plays

That in its maturity of patience for days

The moment that it begins to grow

It removes its shell, wisdom starts to show

A pattern that was learn before it came

To be on the path, be assertive and remain

Upward it grows, a poke through the ground

Making its trunk from roots to bark without sound

Leaves from limbs a fashion to be made

But of course a protection from heat with its shade

Blessed is the day when the fruit comes to be

Popping out sporadically all over the tree 

But it waits for the moment for it to release

A certain calm within its trunk and tension begins to cease

Now as the moment has come from being attached

As it knew when it was a bud that merged from its hatch

Flourish and prosper, leaves the parent alone

As now it belongs to the Universe on its own

Oh wondrous and beautiful that something to ripen sweet

And then to fall gracefully in front of its parents feet

An apple that now has become delicious fruit

But it all started from the seed within it and made it from a root

Dom*Colucci © 2016

I came here to be no longer*

I came here to be no longer*

There once was a place where there was a long sleep

Eyes that did not see its truth as deep it doth keep

But something was about to happen, a bright new moment came

This total blindness was no longer the same

Everything all at once came alive

Seems what was held back this all survived

Bright and radiance with love all around

It manifested itself into the world without a sound 

It grew from its abundance happily as it seemed

Yes there was no more going back to a dream

It enjoyed a dance of gentle winds

A continuous plushness of a season again and again

But something was felt no longer to be here

Something was moving away no longer to be near

What could this be as it slowly moving along

Feels like something missing soon to be gone

Oh my goodness, leaves on the trees are starting to change

It is getting colder now, this was not the same

Soon I  was watching on how all things depart

All was withering away, something was about to start

I watched things taken away and took it all in view

It seems I became helpless in not knowing what to do

I guess it was my turn next, I had to allow

My experience was then taken away as I was no longer here now

Dom*Colucci © 2016

Colors that see a blank*

Colors that see a blank*

Alive it came as it was once upon a time

Spring was in the air and all a fluid rhyme

Bursting from its tips, life in the trees

Opening up and setting it free

Time continued on and green came from the lumber

A little warmer in the temps, oh yes this is summer

Lazy days by river banks and longer nights too

So much life around now all was in view

But these two seasons rapidly come by fast

Seems only a memory soon, this does not last

But something is changing once again in its will

Nights losing their warmth as need a blanket for the chill

Yes colors came and the trees had them all around

It went from green, red, orange, yellow and brown

The clothes of nature gone, soon exposed

A blank canvas comes again I suppose

So this indeed was old man winter coming soon

The sun was hiding more to bring on the moon

Lowering the temps were crystallizing the air

Snow flakes in stock, from clouds everywhere

But old man winter wished his vengeance to release his cold

To bring on frozen fields with Jack Frost so bold

Hence the snow came and fell in collection

More of it knew of its own direction

Now there was no more fall, summer and spring

Harshness with burdens covered nature's things

All one seen an empty canvas with no more paint

Old man winter's color was white to taint

Dom*Colucci © 2015

~Haiku~

Spring blossoms a tree

Robins sing on the grass

Sky still awaits without effort*

Dom*Colucci © 2015

The w"hole" feeling*

The w"hole" feeling*

The field is so barren, so desolate and free

Only tall grasses are here not even a tree

Flat seems forever this is all in the surround

The only thing that can be seen is a few clouds I have found

Drifting closer I note something is about to begin

Yes it comes and touches me, the hole in the wind

Dom*Colucci © 2015

~Haiku~

Wrinkled at the trunk

Roots sagging deeper

Leaves are so light to hold*

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Separate but whole*

I have seem to come here with a truth

I was a product that was deep in a root

I sprawled upward and began to grow

A teaching in every moment that I know

Strength was within and I continued on

There was no end result in seeing it done

But behold that when I fell from my parent, the oak tree

They were no longer needed for who I found was me

I stayed silent for a spell and possibly journeyed a mile

Until I was comfortable to stay awhile

For now it is my turn that it is to be born

To become once again that oak tree, the acorn

Dom*Colucci 2014

Strength speaks wisely*

Strength speaks wisely*

It is the end of autumn, time to let go

Many have already done so, still some do not know

To those that ignore this, pity them with nothing to be fulfilled

A horrific cry of misery calls out soon from the chill

Not to listen from this as the third season has spoke

But the wisdom from this tree is strong, it is the mighty oak

Dom*Colucci 2014

The naked blanket*

The naked blanket*

There is a change coming, feel it in the air

The picture is dying out, you see it everywhere

Even though the beauty, temporarily was here

Now it has come to let go, nothing in nature interferes

The wind is colder and it blows all around

It makes the leaves do a dance in the surround

There still is a bit of life that slowly continues on

But it just knows that soon it will be gone

The trees show their nakedness as it is their truth

They have to live within and feed off their roots

Ominous to be, that a winter will be here soon

To make this emptiness, a blank canvas and more room

Dom*Colucci 2014

"Still" there is peace*

"Still" there is peace*

The mountain awaits very patiently still

It takes in one breath and releases its fill

When a cloud comes by as it is passing through

Absorbing this freshness from out of the blue

Combing gentle winds through all of its trees

The fingers of such wind with its light breeze

Ahhhh!!!! a feeling of a soothing balm

This is how a mountain always remains in a calm

Dom*Colucci 2014

"May" I be warm?*

"May" I be warm?*

I await throughout winter as it was long

To enjoy the warmth and hear birds sing a song

But there are clouds in the sky that are dismal gray

Can anyone tell me that this is May?

The only hint I guess is pollen from the trees

What a way to enjoy spring as I sneeze

Dom*Colucci © 2014

Settling inward as outward moves on*

Settling inward as outward moves on*

A gentle wind has come and the clouds move past

The smell of fragrant flowers and wafting of green grass

Sunlight that is here as it guides the day

To make a beautiful picture mobile on its way

To see so happily birds in the trees

Take to those winds to soar in its breeze

All around is nature's call seems that it meddles

But the day has moved on and the sun now it settles

Dom*Colucci 2014

The joy of spring*

The joy of spring*

Fresh is the day, light in the sky

Clouds open up as they all pass by

The smell that wafts through the air

Breeze filters through, it is spring everywhere

Birds come and go, chirping through the trees

Sensational wonder in nature, everything so free

Buds come alive, the blossoms of rose

An artful delight is seen, a masterpiece that grows

All is now awakened after a long winter nap

The sun gets closer to home, the winter has snapped

To be in this beauty that this season does bring

Yes it finally arrived and it is now the joy of spring

Dom*Colucci 2014

Deeper in your heart*

Deeper in your heart*

Pure is the air, gentle is the breeze

Relaxed in a calm state to make me at ease

Fresh that I feel, fulfillment deep inside

Such this moment to be in, so satisfied

Allowing what is here to move right on through

Like the wind into tree limbs, letting it do what it needs to do

But to be in this state and one with heart like this

It is one with the Soul* with its love and also it is bliss

Dom*Colucci 2014

Breathe in the fall*

Breathe in the fall*

The tree has lost its leaves and now it is done

The wind comes along to watch them run

No place to go to or place to hide

Just move it along and take it in stride

But a rest is here as it stops once again

To take a breather until it is full with wind

Dom*Colucci 2013

Fall picks up*

Fall picks up*

Red leaves, orange leaves, yellow ones too

The green is gone to let autumn go through

Soon to be off of branches from low to tall

Detaching forever as they all shall fall

The wind picks them up and spins them all around

And takes them for a ride to bring them back down

Dom*Colucci 2013

Lovebirds are we*

Lovebirds are we*

I will be with you forever like it was in the start

Both of us that is love, we seem to know each other's heart

Never shall we falter this gift that is us

For it is both of Soul*s that we know, this is our trust

Staying with this love as we always will agree

Like two love birds that never separate, being close in a tree

Dom*Colucci 2013

Be serious with fun and to love*

Be serious with fun and to love*

Beauty is the daylight as it has come

Love and light in my heart, for I have some

I feel your heart beat, I am drawn to you

Where am I to go, what else can I do?

OK, I shall come closer and hug you like a tree

To be within your heart with love, to set your Soul* free

For it is in life that the Soul* is of love and fun

And to have this excitement always in every moment that has begun

Dom*Colucci 2013