1. Winter rain, slowly, slowly, gathers tears upon those letters where lie buried all my old sorrows. 2. The road along which you left me and walked away— its length and age have grown with each passing day. 3. On the journey, whoever stops finds chains wrapped around their feet... 4. Winter's stormy rain... The big foolish umbrella tries to walk backwards. 5. God dwells not in hills or mountains; only in the mind. We go there merely to find the mind! 6. This morning... you are within my mind, a crow stands outside the window. Suddenly I look outside! 7. Why is the wind so ravenous! Whatever light I possess, it devours it all...! 8. One who knows not himself, yet claims to know God... Such a person, know him to be false. 9. If stones had color or fragrance, would people still search for flowers upon stones?! 10. Ah, if only I never grew old! ...Would new light then come?! 11. I shouted, "Yes, come inside!" But he did not come in. The door kept rattling to frighten me... 12. Go and see the old graves, circling them... Even today the sun rises...sets there... 13. I would rather be that child of the father who gets scolded often... than become an orphan. 14. Death song: the rustling sound of dry leaves... in the wind, underfoot. 15. Before death... let me see moonlight, flowers blooming, lover's laughter. 16. Where I end, there you begin... in midnight's sun. 17. Whether there was light or fire within you, I could not tell before the burning. 18. In every sip of coffee a thousand yous are mixed... along with solitude. 19. Every separation, at day's end, is transferable. 20. In the wild pear let the first bite be mine.
Bonsai of Thoughts: One Hundred Twelve
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