Showing posts with label *Bird. Show all posts
Showing posts with label *Bird. Show all posts

Thursday, April 10, 2008

The Sound Of Basho.



(I was still troubled. So I sat quietly in the room and listened to silent sound of the haiku of Basho. It was a time for listening so no word was spoken.)



All along this road
not a single soul - only
autumn evening comes


Heard, not seen,
the camellia poured rainwater
when it leaned


This dark autumn
old age settles down on me
like heavy clouds or birds


- Basho (translated by Sam Hamill)



Friday, November 9, 2007

Plant A Green Tree To Wait For A Singing Bird.




(Yesterday I was in a bird sanctuary in the Khao Yai National Park in Thailand listening to the calls of wild birds. It was a cool windy morning and the tall grasses dance like rippling waves in the distance. I was up in a wooden tower surrounded by grasslands and a small lake, framed by the darker greens of the forest at the edges. I couldn't think of a better way to spend the day. This is dedicated to the birds (seen and unseen) that sang to me yesterday morning. Looked out for it in upcoming posts in Ghost Walk)



There is nothing in which the birds differ more from man than the way
in which they can build and yet leave a landscape as it was before.

- Robert Lynd


Birds enhance the landscape by its presence and its songs. Man changes the landscape to enhance no one but himself.

- Ghostwise

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Keep a green tree in your heart and perhaps a singing bird will come.

- Chinese Proverb


Too many waits for the singing bird without planting a tree.

- Ghostwise

Monday, October 29, 2007

Morning Has Broken.




Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird

Praise for the singing, praise for the morning

Praise for the springing fresh from the word


Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven

Like the first dewfall, on the first grass

Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden

Sprung in completeness where his feet pass


- Eleanor Farjeon



Were you there to greet the morning when it breaks?


- Ghostwise.


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In the morning when the moon is at its rest,

You will see me at the time I love the best

Watching rainbows play on sunlight;

Pools of water iced from cold night,
In the morning.
tis the morning of my life.

- Bee Gees



Tis the morning of our life. Tis the morning of our life.


- Ghostwise.