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Sally forth into the morning glow

before you remember

what you think you know.

While night rain still drips from

lushy green,

to the market,

still sleepy.

Curtain rises

as the light comes up

and the play begins again.

From Sensei Jack Convery:

Sally forth into the morning glow

    like fading into emptiness.

Sights lushy and green.

Sounds of rain drops.

 Like here in this mountain dojo.

Chop wood.

Carry water.

......and the play of Now-ness begins again,

about five minutes later.