Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Poetry Wednesday-Wu Men

10,000

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.


This poem talks about the hope that we can see in the changing of the seasons. Time is passing before our very eyes but if you pay attention,  this can be the best season of your life. 

9 comments:

Michele said...

very nice!

Dymphna said...

Thanks!

TACParent said...

I almost read it as, "not paying attention." As in, sometimes we get caught up in the 10,000 things around us and miss the simple things like flowers and cool breezes. Though it does specifically say ten thousand flowers ... But it also warns not to cloud your mind with unnecessary things (like worry, for me), so you can enjoy the beauty all around. I think sometimes we busy ourselves so much that we miss many gifts.

Dymphna said...

That's an excellent point. The 10,000 are also the many, many things that we crowd our minds with that keeps us from seeing truth.

evanscove said...

So true. It's easy to get swamped with cares and other things that you overlook the simple pleasures all around you. Being mindful of flowers, the breeze, the change of season is such a wonderful--and easy--way to put yourself at ease.

Evan

Barbara said...

The simplicity and beauty of Asian poetry!

Dymphna said...

I think the East really has mindfulness down to an art form.

intostillness said...

I see the beauty of "Now" in it; no matter the season, there is beauty and gift before you, different and changing though it may be.

Thank you!

Dymphna said...

Exactly. The "now" is really all there is. It is God's constant gift.

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