Albert E Canalizo:  

Life: The moon is visible through the curtains And a gentle breeze sways the cord of my robe. A lonely wild-goose cries in the far away wilderness And is echoed by a bird in the trees. As it circles, it gazes At me, alone, imbued with sadness School: So much of life we all pass by With heedless ear, and a careless eye. Bent with our cares we plod along, Blind to the beauty, deaf to the song. But moments there are when we pause to rest And run our eyes from the goal's far crest. We become aware of the wayside flowers, Anand sense Buddha's hand in this world of ours. We hear a verse, see a rainbow's end, Or we look into the heart of a friend. We feel at one with mankind. We share His griefs and glories joy and care. The sun flecks gold through the sheltering trees, And we shoulder our burdens with twice the ease. Peace and content and a world that sings the moment of true awareness brings. College: As I got up at three in the morning, I stood by the door opening to the back yard, barefoot on the cool floor. The garden is still dark.I waited for the trees and houses to reclaim their shapes. There was no light in the deepest hours of the night.Yet, I know you were there in the depth of the night, the immeasurable world of the mind.You, the known, have been there ever since the knower has been. The dawn will come soon, and you will see that you and the rosy horizon are within my two eyes.It is for me that the horizon is rosy and the sky blue.Looking at your image in the clear stream, you answ...Expand for more