1000 petals by axinia

the only truth I know is my own experience

The wave August 29, 2008

 image by axinia

I was standing on the shore
     a mighty wave came with a big roar
i was far away
     the wave rushed forward in the play
gently did it tickle me
     i felt the cool waters with glee
a moment passed
     the water receeded into the vast
how empty did i feel
     without the water, was my life real? (more…)

 

The river and its waves are one February 20, 2008

  

photo by axinia

 

The river and its waves are one surf:

where is the difference

between the river and its waves?

When the wave rises, it is the water;

and when it falls,

it is

  the same water again. 

 

Tell me, Sir, where is the distinction?

Because it has been named as wave,

shall it no longer be

considered as water?

 

Within the Supreme Brahma,

the worlds are being told like beads:

Look upon that rosary with the eyes of wisdom.

 

poem by Kabir (1440-1518), Indian poet

 

 

 
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