Dream Infection

Walking with many minds,
Strong wind blows suddenly,
Look up, no mind!

To see few steps ahead,
and make way for others to take a step forward,
Then the upstream is conditioned,
and a fellowship is created.

As the stream is widening,
Let others benefit more than yours,
Always keep low and centered,
The flow will not be exhausted.

To take the form of emptiness,
And let all things flow into,
Nurturing the river’s propensity,
Without forcing yet great works are done.

Spring had just begun,
yet winter falls without words,
to live this brief moment.

To face with fate alone,
last winter’s light,
but a handful of leaves.

.

On the verge of dark and painful twilight,
lingering on simple beauty,
for one more breath.

Seeding this earth,
with one vital attention,
flowing deep into moon’s shadow.

…
Sunit 16.12.09

Millions waves carrying infinite blooms,

like the floating bridges of dreams,

although no one force them,

the colours of spring always come.

\\A poem in praise of the Japanese wave pattern in pink colour.