The Easy Way Of Zen Poem by Kongsaeng Chris Everson

The Easy Way Of Zen



I practiced Zen this morning.
I did it the way my master taught me.
When done, I was angry and tired.
I decided the master was full of it.
Later, I practiced Zen again.
I did it my way...easy.
Much better.
I got happy and awake.

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Kongsaeng Chris Everson

Kongsaeng Chris Everson

Detroit, Michigan, USA
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