Wednesday, 13 November 2019

Daily Zen #essentialsofrecovery

The waterfall on South Mountain

Hits the rocks,

Tosses back its foam

With terrifying thunder,

Blotting out even

Face-to-face talk.

Collapsing water and

Bouncing foam soak blue moss,

Old moss so thick

It drowns the spring grass.

Animals are hushed.

Birds fly but don’t sing

Yet a white turtle plays on the

Pool’s sand floor

Under riotous spray,

Sliding about with the torrents.

The people of the land

Are benevolent.

No angling or net fishing.

The white turtle lives

Out its life, naturally.

- Wang Wei (699-761)  
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