I was once a colourful little fish in a river.
I am now a drop in the ocean
where the fish and the river flow.
川 – kawa means “river” or “flow” in Japanese. By flow, it is meant the one from the clouds to the river to the sea. It is often used as a model for life whereby one tries to live in harmony with circunstances (people, work, thoughts, words, deeds, etc.).
the feel of the cold glass on my forehead
when I lean against the window on a rainy afternoon.
Inspiration: Autumn rain.
Love the writing less and the ink more,
and as you flatten the white paper,
remember to shed your clothes
before crossing the threshold.
Sufi and Zen inspiration.
The rings of the bell.
One at a time.
Each — its own sound,
its own presence.
Time is not a sequence.
You are not the same reading this line
as you were when you started.
Spontaneously, effortlessly, no premeditation —
the original self in action.
Giving without calculating.
Smiling without expectation.
A flower blooms simply because it is a flower.
A flower calculates nothing, expects nothing.
It gives beauty whether we see it or not.
A simple flower can teach us so much, and simple is the key word.
The big talkers out there, and the warmongers, may want to bend down a little and listen.
a stalk of wild grass
nothing to grasp.