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My soul turns into a tree, And an animal, and a cloud bank. Then changed and odd it comes home And asks me questions. What should I reply? —Hermann Hesse, “Sometimes”
Bernie Krause • Wild Soundscapes: Discovering the Voice of the Natural World, Revised Edition
The beauty of Basho’s prose, however, took the negative aspects of old age, loneliness, and death and imbued them with a serene sense of beauty.
Andrew Juniper • Wabi Sabi: The Japanese Art of Impermanence
His most celebrated poem is: Furu ike ya! Kawazu tobikomu Mizu no oto The old pond A frog jumps in The sound of water As with most haiku, the images are taken from the small details found in nature and then the imagery is used to paint a thousand pictures and convey sentiments that elude verbal definition.
Andrew Juniper • Wabi Sabi: The Japanese Art of Impermanence
Tilicho Lake by David Whyte
In this high place
it is as simple as this,
Leave everything you know behind.
Step toward the cold surface,
say the old prayer of rough love
and open both arms.
Those who come with empty hands
will stare into the lake astonished,
there, in the cold light
reflecting pure snow,
the true shape of your own face.
