"A Bat In The Zendo" a poem by Fletcher Tucker

A bat in the Zendo

Flaps around in circles

And chants in inaudible frequencies

He takes his meditation on the wing

And I prefer mine afoot

On some trail, dusty or damp

By the river or on the ridge


So many sutras mention mountains

Countless metaphors have described their nature

But all the wisdom regarding The Dharma

Would fit so easily in any mountain's shadow

Blacking out the pages

With its teaching