as we grow older, we are able to accept more unwanted results from the well-planned actions and strategies.
there are actually lot of things would not turn out as expected, no matter how hard you try, how smart you play, and how siincere you pray.
now to think about it, as a human being, I can only control my efforts, mind, and heart. whatever will be happen, those are beyond my reach.
as the lifespan of mine shortened day by day, there are lots of things to let go, day by day.
a place to hide…
not for myself from the outside world
but to put all my sorrows in a place
therefore i come back stronger
fingers, pointing at one place
inside a heart, bury deep all along
take care, well done til the end of the road
fearless thought, even no grip to hold on
like a feather, floating smoothly in the air
without direction, following the wind blows
my thoughts, wandering aimlessly
without solid evidence, trusting intuition merely
memories like a short-movie
filmed in rushed and no script dialogues
to hate, to love, to let go
and leave it just it is.
to the kind persons in my life.
of course, my parents.
well, also Buddha.
life companions …
and also …
thanking myself all these years
be able to avoid things that would be regretted later
be able to do things that would inspire me to do better
be able to never stop learning, always try to be honest and humble.
because life is just like a dream, isn’t it?
whether it is a good dream, a nightmare,
as some things not ours to take control,
all i have to do is treat this self properly, behave well.
in the end, i think, it doesn’t matter if you don’t achieve great things,
because life itself is great, as long as you live properly, grow compassion and sincerity
it is a blessing to all, not bringing disgrace to family and society, just live as it is,
may all beings be happy, be able to retain their happiness, be at peace.
a shadow won’t ever leave its master.
it will faithfully accompany its master to the graveyard.
so let’s stop worrying each other,
we’ll be fine, walking our separated ways.
a shadow would tell the differences between light and darkness,
it will clearly reflect our heart, follow us thru years.
so what if we are no longer walk together ?
we have our own shadow, no one can separate it from us.
only when there’s no light
only when there’s no darkness
the shadow disappear,
just like us.
some people aren’t meant to be together til the end,
lets say a short-lived beautiful fate.
just because we choose different ways.
doesn’t mean one of us is wrong and the other is right.
somehow everything is crying;
the wind, the monastery bells, the rain, the breaths
my crying heart stops,
bittersweet, but it’s getting plain day by day.
burning all the love letters he sent to me
reread some, laughable.
long sigh, bittersweet smile.
no more tears left, refuse to think, refuse to feel.
after all these years,
it’s hard to say if to find a new heart again
this drenched one is not that bad
still beating, nothing really broken.
smile, and refuse to think, refuse to feel.
keep repeating this, on and on
til the day this heart flies to the empty sky,
let this faith dispersed in the air, just like him.
You said our love is separated by vast mountains and sea, cannot go through it. So it is a hopeless love.
But there are always small paths on the mountains and ships on the sea, if you abandon your self-centered heart and mind, you can find love and never let go this faith.