Sousobo Poem by Pasquale DiMeola

Enter all my ardent live ones
Push back the shoji screen
Bless the land of the rising sun
The grasshoppers glow so green

Blind in the eyes, not in the mind
Beside the bonsai tree
Yorie spirits wander in kind
Observing you and me

Those who remember to forget
Deny the loose wind chimes
With lacquer dreams of no regret
As haikus will not rhyme

My body was a heap of ash
The chouchin lanterns burn
A wind untied our obi sash
Yet who today has learned

The lessons of the Great Master
Who calmed us from above
Beneath a mushroom cloud plaster
The world still screams for love.