A Sense of My Feeling for Akshobhya's Blue

For Tensho:

The beauty of your glistening mind,

Dewdrops falling in sunlight,

Skies and ferns meeting,

Climbing out,

The great blue.

Dear Dave,

There is a blue found in the sea but not resident there.  It is really the sky reflected in the clarity of the water.  The white froth of our wake sets off a stunning contrast of color.  The blue of the water is a color you could expand into forever and disperse like a breath.  It is near indigo but no black, no darkness, only blue and the light breathing or one breath opening. The desire for that blue is great, but not like Hart Crane.  You could leap into it forever.

Is this blue, a metaphor, a door to walk through, a being to enter, immersed?  I could devote my life to this blue, that garden of roses at the heart but not black and white. 

John

Some time in 2005...in a letter to David Schneider/Tensho a man of many other high end Tibetan names as well.

John Bailes/Kotatsu Roko
remembered 28 May, 2012
Americans call this: Memorial Day.