Floor is the connection between you and the world.
When Zen spirit seeps into every grain of wood,
the floor awakens,
no longer mere plank,
but a living lung of the earth,
breathing dawn and dusk in quiet cadence.
Each ring of years, a silent sutra;
each step, a footfall into ancient conversation,
"I return to dust; you rest in heart."
Light glides across,
shadows sway like slow reeds;
a breeze slips through the lattice,
carrying cedar and sandalwood in one breath.
Stand here,
and the heart sinks into a waveless lake.
This floor has a soul.
It listens to your tread,
answers your weariness;
it speaks no word,
yet teaches release.
Human and wood,
wood and the wild,
in this square of stillness,
they seal the deepest accord.
Written by Kino Nakamoto, the founder of Zen Surface
