Rain and dharma and coffee

[JustBen]

Reminds me of one of my favorite poems:

Rain on a Spring Night
Du Fou

Congratulations, rain
you know when to fall

and you know quite well
you belong to spring

coming at night, quiet
walking in the wind

making sure things
get good and wet

the clouds hang dark
over country roads,

there's one light from a boat
coming downriver

in the red morning
everything's wet

flowers all through Chengdu
heavy and full of rain.

[galen]

I am sitting at my desk, looking to world getting soaked by the summer rain.

Sun hasn't come up yet so it's the time for me to write a little.

But my mind wanders driven by the sound of the rain. It falls down to earth and it's real. It gets you wet, it makes puddles and gives life to everything. Even if you run to cover from it, odds are that your feet will end up soaked.

No matter what you do, rain covers it all. It's there, it's real and you can't avoid it.

And I realize it's all I need.

Rain behaves like the Four Noble Truths.

Rain is life. Just like the dharma.

I sip my coffee.

Nice, Kyonin.

Thanks for sharing your non-thought feelings of wet drops, so Nobly True!

And thanks for your Noble Truths of engineering this site, to keep the Engine running!

to the you of Us.

galen

[Risho]

Thanks Kyonin!

[glow]

Thank you Kyonin, for the beautiful imagery. Hot & dry here now, but you remind me that the rain is coming.

Gassho

Glow in Northern California, USA

[Onken]

Thank you for that

[charst46]

Gracias, Kyonin.

Gassho.

Charlie