Imprint, indelible

Imprint, indelible, and the journey continues.

A journey begins ....

A journey begins, destination indeterminate.

 

Reflection of colours

 Reflection of colours, reflection of choices.

I know

I know, I know, I know.

 

"My lute set aside ...."

"My lute set aside

on the little table,

lazily I meditate

on cherished feelings.

The reason I don't bother

to strum and pluck?

There's a breeze over the strings

and it plays itself."

"Seclude the mind ...."

"Seclude the mind, not the movements,

remain living in the world of man.

Lack a tree? Plant a sapling.

Without a mountain? Look at a picture.

Living amidst clamor I am not flustered;

true meaning is found in this."

"Clouds appear...."

 

"Clouds appear free of care

and carefree drift away.

But the carefree mind is not to be "found" -

to find it, first stop looking around."