In this way and that I have tried to save old pail
Since the bamboo strip was weakening and about to break
Until at last the bottom fell out.
No more water in the pail!
No more moon in the water!
There I was, hunched over office desk,
Mind an unruffled pool.
A thunderbolt!
My middle eyeShot wide,
revealing - my ordinary self.
Finally out of reach -
No bondage, no dependency.
How calm the ocean,
Towering the void.
2 comments:
It's the void which has all the secrets my friend....
I agree with D...its the void which is beautiful...starry starry night...
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