Sunday, August 22, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
And the River Zhe is at high tide.
When you have not been there,
your heart is filled with longing;
But when you have been there and come back,
it was nothing special.
Misty rain on a mountain,
A river at high tide.
~By Sotoba, the Chinese Poet (1036~1101)
Isn't that beautiful? I need to find me a book with a collection of
old eastern asian poems like such. Zen-like poems.
For it is life,
The very life of life.
In its brief course lie all
The realities and verities of existence,
The bliss of growth,
The splendor of action,
The glory of power . . .
For yesterday is but a dream,
And tomorrow is only a vision.
But today, well lived,
Makes every yesterday a dream of
And every tomorrow a vision of
Look well, therefore, to this day.
- Sanskrit Proverb