Paradoxical zen poetry

Leaves a fall in rain And pile one on another, Rain as if beats rain. …. Two hands do when clap, Silence overlaps with one, Peaceful in the lap. …. Parents give a face And body to the faceless, To soul still where’s face? …. We parted long ere, Eons have passed ever since, We’re still together, And not a moment Separated us ever, Not a stray instant. All day long sans let, Facing are we each other, Yet, we’ve never met. _____________ Haiku |19.02.2025| irony, poetry, spiritual Note: ‘Rain as if beat rain’ sounds quite paradoxical. But on deep thinking it is not. Two hands can clap. One hand in the lap, peace overlaps. One’s pre-birth face, and others. But this is how Zen Buddhists (the word Zen derived from Sanskrit Dhyan) used to express their mystical experience in riddles called koan (from Kena Upanishad). Later on, these were derived as poetic expressions that reached perfection as haiku.