MEDITATIONS ON 42 Deep calls to deep in the roar of waterfalls It furthers one to cross the great water— Lord of hundred powers, thy blessing we seek who rises & shines, flowers out of the Abyss. Pray tell me, thou who art like the sky? Not being one-sided, in harmony with Heaven Wisdom took her seat among the angels. The sage is one with the whole universe. Pray with conscious awareness on your prayer You could not discover the limits of soul— He who lived well returns to his native star This universe is as small as a holila fruit. No coming or going in Buddha's teaching— All were free from bondage since the beginning. Mind is like seeds of grain & life-giving— Let there be a wedding of mind and heart. The name of 42 letters is exceedingly holy in the Kabbalah, Ama for Mother adds to 42 Nothing was ever born, nothing will ever die Never been alive and so I can never be dead. The sage is serene— free from distractions, Right and good fortune both are on his side. The sage has realized the ALL as himself— Here's the joy; my friend and I are one. Beholding the white depths of the milky way, sea breathes & breathes under the new moon Radiant days rolling on the water, the lake is a window into the earth. In the fading light seabirds come flying arouse dragons that lay in slumber— What lips my lips have kissed, I have forgotten Nothing can surpass the mystery of stillness. Seekers, listen: Wherever you are is the entry point. Nearer to ruined houses flies the miraculous Beautiful snowflakes— Hit him with a snowball! Stone me with paper— Here's a kiss from today.           Peter Y. Chou           Mountain View, 4-10-2019