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  1. Please keep them coming, Professor. They are just magnificent! So beautiful.

  2. Thanks Juan. This reminds me of a poem by Gary Synder:

    Bedrock (for Masa) By Gary Synder
    Snowmelt pond warm granite
    we make camp,
    no thought of finding more.
    and nap
    and leave our minds to the wind.
    on the bedrock, gently tilting,
    sky and stone,
    teach me to be tender.
    the touch that nearly misses—
    brush of glances—
    tiny steps—
    that finally cover worlds
    of hard terrain.
    cloud wisps and mists
    gathered into slate blue
    bolts of summer rain.

    Tea together in the purple starry eve;
    New moon soon to set,
    Why does it take so
    Long to learn to
    we laugh
    and grieve.

  3. Hi Juan,
    Is this from Whinfield, as well? I cannot seem to be able to find it at the usual place online.

    • Alas,I fear the wiki people haven’t posted that far. Yes,it is from Whinfield, which can be found as a pdf file on the web.

  4. Juan, so beautiful. Rumi is a favorite as is Mahmûd Shabistarî.

    Penetrate the heart of just one drop of water, and you will be flooded by a hundred oceans.
    ~From The Mystic Rose Garden

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