Flares into Darkness
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Turning sand into glass
Void is Form
When, just as they are,
White dewdrops gather
On scarlet maple leaves,
Regard the scarlet beads!
Form is Void
The tree is stripped,
All color, fragrance gone,
Yet already on the bough,
Uncaring spring!
-- Ikkyu (1394-1481)
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