Oh leaves, ask the wind which of you
Will be the first to fall. ~Soseki*

*cited in Jonathan Clements, The Moon in the Pines
Oh leaves, ask the wind which of you
Will be the first to fall. ~Soseki*

*cited in Jonathan Clements, The Moon in the Pines
we tell stories
of the far mountains
’round the brazier ~Issa*

Stories, myths, and parables acknowledge and respect the unique individuality of each of us. Myths give voice, through their use of symbols, to what is hidden, unknown, or evasive. Stories that share the dynamics of human interactions silently plant a seed of personal truth in the dark component of each of us, waiting for the appropriate time to bloom and to nourish. They also illustrate the universal theme of suffering and its resolution. Parables, with their multiple levels of meaning, honor the unique perspective and understanding of both listener and speaker. These multiple layers of meaning touch what is salient to the reader and thus gift all readers with an invitation to define for self their own understanding, interpretation, and application.**
*cited: haikuguy.com
**Excerpts from B Koeford, A Meditative Journey with Saldage
Silently
time passes.
The only life I have
submits to its power. ~Hatsui Shizue*

*cited: Trans: K Rexroth and I Atsumi, The Burning Heart
At night my sleep
embraces the summer shadows
of my life. ~Oto*

*cited: Y Hoffmann, Japanese Death Poems
as night transitions to day…
softly, softly
a lucky day dawns…
one leaf falls ~Issa (haikuguy.com)

the servant’s hair
made white by migrating…
this year too ~Issa (www.haikuguy.com)

.
My old body:
a drop of dew grown
heavy at the leaf tip.
~Kiba

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