In the silence of drawing
hidden, yet visible, in each face
I see the Face of faces,
that the plural of man
does not exist,
is our cruelest hallucination –
see that our Oneness is infinite differentiation,
that the pattern of the universe
that what lives in me
is the Tao
in which all lives.
THIS IS NOT WHAT I BELIEVE
BUT WHAT MY EYES
SAW ON THE WAY.
all these faces, all these bodies,
a meadow, a flower,
a night moth and a cow,
A STRANGER NO LONGER
I AM AT HOME,
– Frederick Franck, The Awakened Eye
Frederick Franck was one of my most treasured teachers. He taught me how to see, how to draw as though my life depended on it, and how to live with eyes wideawake.
My website the awakened eye is dedicated to him and his vision.
Frederick Franck’s to-do list
Frederick Franck, artisan
Drawing by Frederick Franck, Mariakapel
2 thoughts on “what my eyes saw on the way”
Just discovered your site through Mystic Meanderings link. I love Frederick Franck and John Daido Loori. I look forward to exploring your site as zen practice and art are my two passions. Love your banner@
Thanks for visiting and leaving an enthusiastic comment. Seems we have some shared passions … I enjoy your blog too!