Even into the mind always clouded with grief,
There is cast the reflection of the bright moon.
~Lady Sarashina ( Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan)
photo challenges
black and white sunday: imperfect
A back-yard chrysanthemum
looked at the setting sun
and faded. ~ Kaen (Y Hoffmann, Japanese Death Poems)
When I revisit this (imperfect) image of a section of an Ireland cemetery, I find myself being emotionally touched by how the statue seems to speak of life’s aloneness and a yearning for that which will lead us away from suffering.
Image submitted in response to Lost in Translation’s photo challenge: imperfect
thursday’s special: pick a word
A puppet dancing
confined and restricted by strings –
a puppet master
confined
image submitted in response to a challenge offered by Lost in Translation
wpc: danger!
air-raid sirens-
the last to turn off the lights
is a temple with blossoms
~ Sugita Hisajo (M Ueda, Far Beyond the Field)
A photo that says…Danger!
52 weeks photo challenge: week 32 – shallow depth of field
butterflies, white
and yellow, on this day
of indecision ~ Inahata Teiko (M Ueda, Far Beyond the Field)
image submitted in response to a challenge offered by The Girl Who Dreams Awake
thursday’s special: section
wild geese –
between their cries, a slice
of silence
~Katsura Nobuko (M Ueda, Far Beyond the Field)
A slice of an image of blossoms at the city park…submitted in response to Paula’s photo challenge
wpc: wanderlust
those with wings have no roots
those with roots cannot fly
Wanderlust…traveling through time
while wandering about
the Royal Ontario Museum in Toronto, Canada
tuesday photo challenge: rgb
spring snow
revives the greenery
then goes
~Kawai Chigetsu (M Ueda, Far Beyond the Field)
images submitted in response to the RGB challenge offered by dutch goes the photo
wpc: earth
Forest.
Thousands of tree-bodies and mine.
Leaves are waving,
ears hear the stream’s call,
eyes see into the sky of mind,
a half-smile unfolds on every leaf.
There is a forest here
because I am here.
But mind has followed the forest
and clothed itself in green. ~Thich Nhat Hanh*
May Peace Prevail On Earth
*cited: Thich Nhat Hanh, The Sun My Heart
WPC: surprise
Without my journey.
And without the spring.
I would have missed this dawn.
~Shiki (The Moon in the Pines, Trans: J Clements)
weekly photo challenge: security
wpc: dense
It matters not
What you might say.
Echoes will come
From dead trees. ~Issa (The Year of My Life, Trans: N YuasaJ)
Soon…the warmth of spring rains will transform bare branches into dense shades of green.
a meditative journey 
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