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Rhapsody of the sea

What is in the sea?

colorful bubbles

strange elephantine fishes

dragging behind them long trail of mucus

palace inlaid with candies

with elves dancing among the corals

what is in the sea?

whirlpool of rapids

turbulent undercurrent

mysterious reefs

once closed in it’s hard to break free

lost shipwrecks

forgotten dragons

stirring winds and waves

spurring ships on the surface

what is the sea?

a mirror

a pool of blue billow

the day rises from the end of the sea

with golden hopes and miracles

a small rotation of the compass

this is the march of the east

a sailing to faraway places

sailing forward

what is the sea?

the unknown is not just precarious icebergs

the parlous storm

it makes people move forward unswervingly

because of dreams

reflecting the sun, the sky, the sea

and melodious memories.

 

 

 

 

 

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Meditation

Meditation is not indifference

meditation is not reticence

meditation is a kind of learning

simple yet recondite

serene and wise

calm contrivance

meditation is a virtue

a kind of wisdom

a kind of knowledge

a kind of grace

a kind of force

a kind of art

a kind of wealth

the meditative sun is a kind of glory

the meditative mountain is towering

the meditative blue sky is lofty

the meditative earth is broad

the meditative grassland is vast

the meditative time is profound

the meditative elderly is maturity

the sea after meditation

finally rolls up the waves

the horizon after meditation

finally raises up the sun

after all the meditation

the natural world finally awakens

a new year

a new spring

after years of meditation

history finally lights up

new students.

 

 

 

 

Aspiration

Aspiration is a rock

that produces the starry spark

aspiration is a spark

that lights up a lamp

aspiration is a lamp

that illumines the night road

aspiration is a road

that leads to dawn

life is a flame

aspiration is the wick.

Life is life

Life

is footprints

following a person

life

is left and right hands

seperated by a heart

life is

a simple four-letter word

a pine tree on the cliff

painting a totem on the precipice

an eagle soaring above the clouds

overlooking the earth in a misty space

a wild horse

provoking the blooming nerves

the morin khurr of Mongolia

with a graceful figure

a forceful soul

an early spring sprout

budding in the footprint of winter

the backbone of a train

stretching out the strong sound

of the track.

Break of day

Eyes open

see the soft light of dawn

push out the window

taste the fragrance of wind

hands

touch the morning hour

ears

 hear the song of life.

 

The horizon

An endless horizon

it’s the edge of earth and sky

the unity of earth and sky

the line is mythical

it keeps moving forward

there seems to be

an insurmountable distance

in front of us

there is always a line

maybe this line is a rule

people who live in the city now

tall buildings block our vision

we no longer see the edge

of earth and sky

we begin to lose faith

and courage

the lost horizon

lost in our minds.

 

Autumn approaches

Autumn approaches

with the posture of smoke

the season is not a disapperance

it’s a secret existence

it’s not desolate

it’s a magical hiatus

it’s not bleak

it’s a beautiful start.

 

 

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