Shaolin Records

Zen Poem

BLACK OF NIGHT

The air is of a dusty gray
Burns my eyes, I turn away
The sky of varied shades of coal
Darkens hope within my soul
My plans are cracked, I
've stored them all
Taped up my dreams
In boxes in a wall

Where should I go?
What should I do?
I don't know what
Is the way to

Where I'm going to
Is this twilight
Before the daybreak
Or is this whole fight?
Just a pause
Before the forces I battle
Attack by the black of night

Metal horses broken down
Broken legs it makes no sound
The child hidden deep inside
Is freezing from nowhere to hide
I brought my dreams into this place
Not expecting winter to erase
Where should I go?
What should I do?
I don't know what
Is the way to

Where I'm going to is this twilight
Before the daybreak
Or is this whole fight
Just a pause
Before the forces I battle
Attack by the black of night

Sunlight never comes to here
But darkness isn't what I fear
It's silence that is haunting me
My voices need a listener to be free
In the black of night
Black of night
Black of night

In one stroke I forgot my knowledge!
Artificial discipline is useless.
My inner will lives the ancient way

                Hsing-Yen