Aozasayama. October 26th. My two hiking buds got into a conversation that went on for a while and I ended up out front, walking a good bit of the way by myself.
It was good. I like them both so much. I kept smiling thinking how easily they must have been talking. And it was a good chance for me to focus on everything all around.
It’s a new amazement every hike–all the things to see.
All the things all around you.
ALL AROUND YOU (Take 1)
If you have the time / To come along with me
The will to climb / To where you can see
If you have the mind / To set yourself free
You might feel sublime / Know your reality . . .
. . . all around you. / It’s all around you.
Would you dare to press / Your bare feet to mine?
Did you hear the moss confess / That we too are divine?
Can you recognize / A fallen leaf’s equal worth?
Can you fill your eyes / With this lovely Mother Earth?
All around you / Yeah, she’s all around you.
Have you surely surmised / No need to kill the moon?
Fully realized / The sun won’t die so soon?
Have you learned to prize / A shadow on a leaf?
Not to be chastised / By some commander-in-chief?
They’re all around you / Yeah, they’re all around you.
Have you heard them say / That we’re dumber than the dead?
And have you heard them pray / For God to put them at the head?
And have you heard them laugh / At your unwillingness to fight?
The way they speak on your behalf / Keeps you wondering through the night.
They’re all around you / Oh, yes, they’re all around you.
When we look around / Do we see non-duality?
When we walk this ground / Feel it caressing all these trees?
Scrambling up this slope / Striding toward the sky,
Do we know a tree limb’s hope / Don’t need to ask it why?
This infinite energy— / It’s what we really are.
And oh, how amazingly, / You exploded from a star!
Now you’re all around you.
Yeah, you’re all around you.
Oh, yes, you’re all around you.