When thoughts vanish, then do all things vanish.
–Huang Po
http://deathdeconstructed.blogspot.com/2014/12/so-it-is.html
LC
this morning...post surnise
Rumi
This body's lifetime is like a bubble's
may as well let things go
plans and events seldom agree
who can step back doesn't worry
we blossom and fade like flowers
we gather and part like clouds
earthly thoughts I forgot long ago
withering away on a mountain peak .
32 .
I've never treasured thoughts of success
I welcome old age and enjoy being free
grass shoes a bamboo staff the last month of spring
paper curtains plum blossoms daybreak dreams
eternal life and buddhahood are utter illusions
freedom from worry and care is the practice
last night the howling pine wind spoke
this is something the deaf can't hear .
~ Stonehouse
translated by Red Pine
art by Huang Kung-wang a contemporary of Stonehouse
who lived in the same area
full poem on:
http://beautywelove.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-gather-and-part-like-clouds.html