speechless (almost)gayedexileApril 10 2005, 04:47:07 UTC
Looking back, this somehow reminds me of the April 5th daily_zen post, especially the last two lines, if they're interpreted in Jungian terms with the "shadow" being one's dark side:
Delightful! This road to Han-shan; Yet one finds no trace of horses or carts. One vale tied to another- hard to keep track Of the twists and the turns; Peak piled upon peak-nobody knows how many Layers there are. The dew sheds it tears on A thousand kinds of plants, While the wind sighs and moans Through pines that are all the same. At times like these, if you lose track of the path, Your form must ask your shadow which way to go.
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Delightful! This road to Han-shan;
Yet one finds no trace of horses or carts.
One vale tied to another- hard to keep track
Of the twists and the turns;
Peak piled upon peak-nobody knows how many
Layers there are.
The dew sheds it tears on
A thousand kinds of plants,
While the wind sighs and moans
Through pines that are all the same.
At times like these, if you lose track of the path,
Your form must ask your shadow which way to go.
- Han-shan
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