I Seek Wisdom And Foolishness In Equal Measure.

(I just came down from a Zen retreat - a little wiser, a litter more foolish.)

Spring has its hundred flowers,
Autumn its moon,
Summer has its cooling breezes,
Winter its snow.
If you allow no idle concerns
To weight on your heart,
Your whole life will be one
Perennial good season.

- The Golden Age of Zen, p. 286


I found that it was one season -
In the green of the tropical jungle.

- Ghostwise

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A little foolishess, enough to enjoy life
and a little wisdom to avoid the errors,
that will do.

- Osho


I went up the hill,
To seek a little more wisdom
And a little more foolishness
In equal measure.

- Ghostwise

Memory Of Winter In The Heat Of Summer.

“Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.”

- Kevin Arnold


And when you lose them, you wish you could also lose the memories.

- Ghostwise

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“God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.”

- James Matthew Barrie


And winter in the heat of summer.

- Ghostwise

And In Spring Becomes The Rose.

When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long,
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong,
just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose.

- Bette Midler


For some
Spring is the time for renewed hope.

- Ghostwise

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April is the cruelest month,
breeding Lilacs out of the dead land,
mixing Memory and desire,
stirring Dull roots with spring rain.

- T.S.Eliot


For others
Spring is the cruelest season.

- Ghostwise

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On A Snowy Winter Evening.

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sounds the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

- Robert Frost


I stopped by the woods on a snowy evening
There to bury my secrets and leave.

- Ghostwise

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Someone painted pictures on my
Windowpane last night --
Willow trees with trailing boughs
And flowers, frosty white,

And lovely crystal butterflies;
But when the morning sun
Touched them with its golden beams,
They vanished one by one.

- Helen Bayley Davis, Jack Frost


Then up came the sun and
My secrets melted away with the snow.

- Ghostwise

Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?

Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou are more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And Summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd:
But thy eternal Summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

- William Shakespeare


Shall I compare thee to a Summer’s day?
For that is how I remember you:

In the lines I wrote in my memory.

- Ghostwise.

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I know I am but summer to your heart,
And not the full four seasons of the year;

- Edna St. Vincent Millay


And I carried your summer
To the depth of winter

Till it was buried under the snow.

- Ghostwise