WEATHER

When it’s cold and raining,

you are more beautiful.

And the snow brings me

even closer to your lips.

The inner secret, that which was never born,

you are that freshness, and I am with you now.

I can’t explain the goings,

or the comings. You enter suddenly,

and I am nowhere again.

Inside the majesty.

-Rumi

 

 

No path but this one-

I walk alone.

Santoka Taneda

 

Jakua

Cuckoo,

let's go - how bright

the western skies!

from Japanese Death Poem,  

May 5, 1801

The setting October Super Moon - Harvest moon

 

Opinions are sometimes wrong,

but what kind of opinion is this

that's blind to the right road?

O eye, you cry for others:

sit down awhile and weep for yourself!

The bough is made green and fresh 

by the weeping cloud for the same reason

that the candle is made brighter 

by its weeping.

Rumi

Walking into pastels..

                                            
 

Before the shrine the

mandarin tree its fruit 

wet in the autumn rain

Santoka Taneda

New Mexico red delicious apples

 

Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely

is made for the eye of one who sees.

Rumi

Gibbous moon and the rainbow bridge