A small book of poems written during Zen training in San Francisco, is filled with Manuel’s insights about finding home in a competitive world, letting go, the path of life, and being blown into the greater mystery of life.
Here’s one of the poems:
No one can guide you into your dark moist interior,
where the moss has grown in layers,
where bamboo could sink itself into you,
creating private places.
Your innermost earth has no words,
so it will not call you.
No, the deep does not speak, think, or take action,
It mysteriously leads you,
if you will let it,
to familiar rhythms played within.
Eventually, you will go unafraid
into your life.
feeling into the dark, without doubt that
your heart is open.
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