Incredible loneliness Passing through life In the company of others And in the company of none
In the bright town centre Pretty fragile creatures Distract and tear at the heart Questions of choices Both made and kept For freedom or fear? Seemed so sure at the time
In the dark country lane Shining stars beckon Bringing the heart home
The waters rise For some Aspirations rise For some Sorrows rise For some Opportunities rise For some Hardships rise The mountains swim The waters don't stop [15 February 09] In response to watching Up the Yangtze.
The Heart of the Perfection Of Great Wisdom Reaches across Time Continents Languages A life complete Ashes in the ground A death complete Great vows, a great legacy Yet while ashes are buried The heart sorrows
So many falling leaves Even as Spring arrives The life and death of humans Follow their own cycles And metacycles Seemingly not bound To the circumambulation Of the earth around the sun In the night sky Shooting stars one after Another In the morning No trace of snow nor Footprints
In the morning A bowl of oats In the evening A bowl of rice Fruit and seeds With the oats Vegetables and bean curd With the rice Such is the simplicity I strive for in life
Cold dark morning, snow on the ground For a brief moment, I wonder How much of my life is about Running away from the inevitable Death of all those that I love?