Quince tea, Good night

Good night

_______

A sip of quince tea

warmly enfolding me. 

The aroma of quince tea

delicately suffusing.

Kind light.

Yesterday's rain. 

Tree branches emerging themselves.

Yellow leaves sprinkled on the ground. 

Soft light.

It is heard,
if we listen.

It is

 here, now.

It is

  always, 

forever

       by our side.    

    Everything we dream of is 

  

It twinkles

Lee Ufan, Dialogue  2008

The sound of wood 

burning in a fireplace. 

Following the breath flowing quietly,

a brush meets colour and,

the colour being laid down.

A line is drawn

again, again and again.  

The twinkling stars of the sky.

A twinkling white canvas.  

Two twinkling points.

Numerous lines.

Numerous breath.

Numerous minds being put down.

High and high
.    .    . 

Deep and deep
 .    .    .  

A beautiful and subtle world.

Same place.

Different world.

The treasure in our own pockets.

Without words

Let go

Joseph Walsh, Magnus Celestii  2014

  The wind blowing. 

The autumn light

getting tinged with red and yellow. 

Clean clothes.

Slowly,

slowly,

one by one

I fold and put them down 

with mindless mind. 

The clothes being laid tenderly.  

A gentle smile.

  Keep  

things we need only.

Let go

of everything 

we don’t need.

It is there.

Peacefulness.

It is there.

Things more precious than what we want.  

All sharing

             

           Wow

     Mum's Happiness soup,

     Cosily Enfold

Me & Me

It is warm

Shining with

Harmonious,

Silver Spoon

Me & Me

Listen deeply

                                                                    Me & Me

                                                 

                                              Yogurt,

                                              Stop             

Me & Me

Blossom

 Me & Me

 Resemble

                       Me & Me

                   Always born anew

Me & Me

Go back to our selves

Wow

Salt,

Only with good thoughts