Going on Home

We stand and gaze at Mt. Robson in wonderment and awe. This great mountain is so rarely revealed in all it's pristine splendor. Lofty sights pull us up, inspire. They point to that which we long to know and be.

Breathing in, breathing out,

Going in, going out,

Living, dying, coming, going -

Like two arrows meeting in mid-air.

In the midst of Emptiness

There is a road that goes

directly to my True Home.

Geshu Soko