飛上青天，看世界。 哦，覺得自己好渺小！ 生命有限，不要浪費時間！
燕子南飛，海鷗北去，各分南北，還我自由。
藍藍天空，自由飛翔，廣闊天下，世界與我。
有何分別，處處無家，處處是家，歸屬在心。
徜徉遊蕩，海闊天空，飛上青天，走啦....
藍藍天空，自由飛翔，廣闊天下，世界與我。
有何分別，處處無家，處處是家，歸屬在心。
徜徉遊蕩，海闊天空，飛上青天，走啦....
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Make An Island Onto Yourself
Like a wither leave you are now,
Messenger of death waits for you.
On the threshold of decay you stand,
As there is no provision there for you.
Make an island onto yourself,
Strive quickly to become wise.
Purge stains and passionates,
You shall enter the heavenly state of the Noble.
Your life has come to an end now,
To the presence of death you are setting out.
There is no place for you to stop in between,
As there is no provision for you.
Make an island onto yourself,
Strive quickly and become wise.
Purge stains and passionates,
You shall enter the heavenly state of the Noble.
Your life has come to an end now,
To the presence of death you are setting out.
There is no place for you to stop in between,
As there is no provision for you.
You will not come back again to birth and old age.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
The Butterfly Is Not A Dream
Ven. Sujiva - My Teacher
A poem by Ven. Sujiva
A poem by Ven. Sujiva
That crimson flare
Which warms at first sight,
Now sears the heart with pain.
Foolish man! Feel not sad,
Count yourself fortunate.
Better it is, to lose a finger
Than to sacrifice ones whole life
For a sip of honey.
Smoldering grey clouds,
Hovering darkness, thick and suffocating,
These repercussions of vanity
Weigh down your eyelids.
The worst of the storm has passed,
Picking up the wreckage,
You discover what your folly cost you.
After rendezvous, parting follows,
And from craving arises woe,
When pleasure fade, suffering enters the stage
With a loud bang and scream.
These truths – not that you are unaware,
But since you forgot,
You see them again, now right before you,
Your deep love burns with fire
That only storm can extinguish.
Cry if you can’t help it
But by all means, do not end the world.
Alas! what mistakes man can commit, he repeats.
I can forgive him a thousand times and more,
And each time present a gift of a lotus petal
Accompanied with a drop of compassion dripped down
From the bitter nimb tree leaf.
But what really matters is that you can forgive
While others may still hate,
Forgive the sky and the earth
Forgive the ocean and all Mankind.
If you can do that,
Turn around to find,
See that pretty butterfly fluttering
From jasmines to roses,
How busy she is,
With the affairs of the world.
Why must you feel so sorrowful
When the beauty of Nature is yours, all yours!
No, that butterfly is not a dream,
That woman is, and the man too
And that conflagration of love
That you bathed in with sheer delight
Is the substance from which nightmares are made!
Note:
Ven. Sujiva is one of the Buddhist teachers, who are responsible for developing a keen interest in vipassana (insight) meditation in many western countries. Since 1996, he began conducting meditation retreats abroad, particularly in Switzerland, Italy, Czech, Germany, Sweden, Australia, New Zealand & United States. He has also published several collections of poems and written many books on meditation. He ordained as a monk shortly after his graduation from the prestigious University of Malaya in 1975.
Now sears the heart with pain.
Foolish man! Feel not sad,
Count yourself fortunate.
Better it is, to lose a finger
Than to sacrifice ones whole life
For a sip of honey.
Smoldering grey clouds,
Hovering darkness, thick and suffocating,
These repercussions of vanity
Weigh down your eyelids.
The worst of the storm has passed,
Picking up the wreckage,
You discover what your folly cost you.
After rendezvous, parting follows,
And from craving arises woe,
When pleasure fade, suffering enters the stage
With a loud bang and scream.
These truths – not that you are unaware,
But since you forgot,
You see them again, now right before you,
Your deep love burns with fire
That only storm can extinguish.
Cry if you can’t help it
But by all means, do not end the world.
Alas! what mistakes man can commit, he repeats.
I can forgive him a thousand times and more,
And each time present a gift of a lotus petal
Accompanied with a drop of compassion dripped down
From the bitter nimb tree leaf.
But what really matters is that you can forgive
While others may still hate,
Forgive the sky and the earth
Forgive the ocean and all Mankind.
If you can do that,
Turn around to find,
See that pretty butterfly fluttering
From jasmines to roses,
How busy she is,
With the affairs of the world.
Why must you feel so sorrowful
When the beauty of Nature is yours, all yours!
No, that butterfly is not a dream,
That woman is, and the man too
And that conflagration of love
That you bathed in with sheer delight
Is the substance from which nightmares are made!
Note:
Ven. Sujiva is one of the Buddhist teachers, who are responsible for developing a keen interest in vipassana (insight) meditation in many western countries. Since 1996, he began conducting meditation retreats abroad, particularly in Switzerland, Italy, Czech, Germany, Sweden, Australia, New Zealand & United States. He has also published several collections of poems and written many books on meditation. He ordained as a monk shortly after his graduation from the prestigious University of Malaya in 1975.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Right Speech -The New Year's Reflection
To cultivate the beauty of mind is to speak wisely. It is important part of our lives. To welcome the New Year, let quote the Buddha's Words on Right Speech:
If speech has five marks, then it is well spoken and not badly spoken; what are these five marks.
- It is speech that is timely,
- True,
- Gentle,
- Purposeful and speak with the mind of
- Loving Kindness.
Reflect on that and use that as a mirror to cultivate our minds. Happy New Year!
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