Rain clears from the distant peaks
Dew glistens frostily.
Moonlight glazes the front of
My ivied hut among the pines.
How can I tell you how I am,
Right now?
A swollen brook gushes in the valley
Darkened by clouds.
- Daito (1282-1334)
This 800 year old poem seems appropriate to me today. I found it on the daily zen site for May 8.
The photo was taken at my parents' farm. Mom's pink dogwood tree is especially lush this year.
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4 comments:
What a lovely dogwood! I wish I had one like it blooming right outside my workroom window.
That looks like a huge evergreen (can't recognize the species) to the right in your photo. A nice looking place.
Griz: the evergreen is spruce. There are three of them right there.
Carolyn H.
Beautiful house and dogwood! Thanks for teh link to the dailyzen. I used to go there. great site!
Truly artful...house, tree, and poem. Yes, the poem!
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