Time in the flow
The Words of the Second Xin
(A)
Day, by chance, a temple, I saw the Buddha sat, in the smoke-filled in the serene quiet, are not an inexplicable affair suddenly born. Actually imaginary, if it is a live person sitting in the Buddha, but also ordinary life, this time, it would still be sitting so quietly, sitting in the mundane earthly, the wait time, the years of change, always No hi no sorrow, indifference it? If the world is not the so-called gods, and we are the same and this Buddha, but also so what? What can worship?
(B)
When life turned to spring and summer pass, the beautiful tentacles decided decadent, this time, the years a large open mouth of a loss, we can only hear, that breathing is - time in the flow, as blood flow in the body but also the same. Quietly, a little pain.
The pain was too much clutter makes mood, so I should always someone sitting alone on the lawn in his mind, those who have been combing tangled past. From the disarray of the troubles, and bring the fresh breath of carefully Mabu Kai feelings surging of life, the earth's heartbeat, youth short, the helplessness of life ... ...
Anyway, I have just ordinary people, only such a worldly life, but it also did not like the temple of the Buddha has thousands of hidden trouble, release the suffering of all sentient beings. Only in the long river of time bears witness to, living hard, live happy. I thought only the rich can also be up, the perception of this life to the full space, and this space the light of life flowing. Perhaps, only through the pain of life, to complete it.
(C)
However, many human mystery, in this moment with me away, even exhausting, I still do not want to fathom, so do not want to know ... ...
Just come and go, life is something that is really not too concerned about reality, because we brought nothing, so what has? We did not take, so what is lost?
Words and truth are so aware, but I still can not get settlement on earth.
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