Here at the frontier, the leaves fall like rain. Although my neighbors are all barbarians, and you, you are a thousand miles away, there are still two cups at my table.
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn, a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter. If your mind isn't clouded by unnecessary things, this is the best season of your life.
~ Wu-men ~
Friday, September 23, 2005
Untitled Moment
Leaves swirl around a bench, at the end of a little peninsula in the middle of nowhere, dedicated to someone's memory.
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