Go and Play

Ring-a-ring o’ roses,

A pocket full of posies,

A-tishoo! A-tishoo!

We all fall down

Fall into every hole

Rise to every height

Don’t maintain your cool

Don’t be afraid to be a fool

Or be afraid to be fooled

Maybe just go outside and fly a kite

Dance and sing

And move along

For you were not born forlorn

From an eternal pool of Love you sprung

The Sun and Wind see you play

Soon enough you will be dust

No one will remember us

But the Earth and Sky

So go and play

Before you forget

Clear Evening After Rain

“The Sun sinks toward the horizon,

the light clouds blow away.

A rainbow shines in the river,

the last raindrops spatter the rock.

Cranes and herons soar in the sky,

fat bears feed around the banks.

I wait here for the west wind

and enjoy the crescent moon

shining through the misty bamboo.”

— Du Fu
One of the most beloved Tang poets 700 China. Sourced from Deng Ming-Dao’s ‘The Lunar Tao’ – pg 29 – A Drop Starts a Cycle

No Separation

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“In the sky, there is no distinction of east and west; people create distinctions out of their own minds and then believe them to be true.” – Buddha