Sunday, February 28, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
No use fretting over gold, beauty, or fame;
Nurturing these, how can we calmn
Our fluttering heart?
Non attachment brings deep truth
And a truthful nature brings immortality.
Empty your heart,
Sit quietly on a mat
In meditation we become one with All;
Tao billows like the vapors
In a mountain valley,
And its supernatural power wafts into our soul.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Gone is the guest from the Chamber of Rank,
And petals, confused in my little garden,
Zigagging down my crooked path,
Escort like dancers the setting sun.
Oh, how can I bear to sweep them away?
To a sad-eyed watcher they never return.
Heart's fragrance is spent with the ending of spring
And nothing left but a tear-stained robe.
Friday, February 19, 2010
PU SUAN TZU
A fragment moon hangs from a bare tung tree
The water clock runs out, all is still
Who sees the dim figure come and go alone
Misty, indistinct, the shadow of a lone wild goose?
Startled, she gets up, looks back
With longing no one sees
And will not settle on any of the cold branches
Along the chill and lonely beach.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
ASKING THE WAY TO COLD MOUNTAIN
Men ask the way to Cold Mountain
Cold Mountain: there is no through trail.
In summer, ice doesn't melt
The rising sun blurs in swirling fog.
How did I make it?
My heart's not the same as yours.
If your heart was like mine
You'd get it and be right here.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
A VIEW OF TAISHAN
What shall I say of the great peak? --
The ancient dukedoms are everywhere green,
Inspired and stirred by the breath of creation,
With the Twin Forces balancing day and night.
...I bare my breast toward opening clouds,
I strain my sight after birds flying home,
When shall I reach the top and hold
All mountains in a single glance?
Drinking Alone With The Moon
From a pot of wine among the flowers.
I drank alone. There was no one with me--
Till raising my cup, I ask the bright moon
To bring me my shadow and make us three.
Alas, the moon was unable to drink
And my shadow tagged me vacantly;
But still for awhile I had these friends
To cheer me through the end of spring...
I sang. The moon encouraged me
I danced. My shadow tumbled after.
As long as I knew, we were born companions.
And then I was drunk.And we lost one another.
...Shall goodwill ever be secure?
I watch the long road of the River of Stars.
Friday, February 12, 2010
THE VALLEY WIND
Living in retirement beyond the World,
Silently enjoying isolation,
I pull the rope of my door tighter
And stuff my window with roots and ferns.
My spirit is tuned to the spring season:
At the fall of the year
there is autumn in my heart.
Thus imitating cosmic changes,
My cottage becomes a universe.>