These herbs are bitter,
And this world has a million stories.
Hands, both large and small,
Carry the water from the well.
Life,
Where are you taking me?
The sky is filled with windows,
If I can only open one, I will be free.
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What good is weeping
While turtles still crawl
Through the tall, wet grass?
What good is sorrow
When love still grows
In every fresh smile?
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All night,
My eyes strayed over the orchard,
As loyal as a dog.
All night,
The wind was a cauldron of fear.
My sorrow for a grave,
I hold you buried in my chest,
The tomb of memory.
My sorrow for a grave,
A well of evil dreams to water both of us.
All night,
Eating pie baked with your poison,
Baked with a dressing of tears.
My sorrow for a grave,
My grief for a blanket, even now.
Even now.
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The day has become beautiful here in The Big Valley. Sunny. Blue sky. Cool temperature. Flowers and such.
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Like the sky at dawn, silent and vast, let my being merge
In the timeless immensity of being alive.
I am the universe, the universe is me.
James Lee Jobe
When people talk of war
I vow with all beings
To raise my voice in the chorus
And speak of original peace.
Robert Aitken
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Monastery gate
Huge wooden bolt
Fragrant wind
Mitsu Suzuki
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Here in these mountains, our farewell is over and the sun sinks away. I shut my gate made of brushwood. Come the spring, grasses will again grow green. And you, my friend, will you be back as well?
Wang Wei
Choose happiness, not success, as your life's goal. If you become successful but aren't happy, then what is the point?
Haemin Sunim
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When people talk of war I vow with all beings to raise my voice in the chorus and speak of original peace.
Robert Aitken
The Yarbirds (with Jimmy Page)
Dazed & confused, 1967
Zen is not some kind of excitement, but concentration on our usual everyday routine.
Unknown
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Happiness means feeling you are on the right path every moment. You don't need to arrive at the end of the path in order to be happy.
Thich Nhat Hanh
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