Following the dharma in the 21st century

Tide comes in
Tide goes out
Drawn by sun
and moon alike

Fresh and salty
Strong and bold
Wind upon my face blows cold

Nature here is so alive
Birds are fighting to survive
Flown from many lands afar
To feast on nets and plastic jars?

Nature here is now alive
Will it carry on and thrive?

If we pollute and do not care
we won’t be seeing birds out there.

Tide comes in
Tide goes out
Our rubbish goes
washed out of sight

Rarely seen
Out to sea
Killing, maiming,
you and me.

Help me clean this lovely place
take home your litter, leave no trace.

This world is borrowed from our children,
make them proud, and not what killed them.

With each heartbeat
metta comes
metta goes
metta flows

With each breath
awareness comes
awareness grows
awareness shows

With each day
I’ll find a way
to mind what I say
and to follow the way