English Poems 旧时英文诗戏作

What’s the cause of hardship?

What’s the cause of hardship?
Negative karma from past lives?
Or conscious choice between lives
Or just energy flows where attention goes…
Or character faults…
Or early childhood…

This remain a sweet mystery 
Like the origin of the wind
Like the origin of the consciousness 

One day, you wake up in the morning
It’s amazing a beautiful wing 
Already on your shoulder
You fly reach to the blue sky
See the earth from an eagle’s angle

To be a silent witness 
Of this miracle

What’s the cause of the hardship?
To enable you to know the unknowable
Like the old paradox of egg and chicken 
Let the answer remain unknown.
--Write on 2008

Zen Poem, translation 春有百花

Spring is flowering,
In autumn we enjoy the solitary of Moon

Feel the soft wind in summer, 
Be one with the snow in cold winter

When one have no concerns in the heart, 
It’s the everlasting best season...

--Write on 2008

 
Meditation in Blue Mountains

You ask me to find a tranquil place
So I can sit there and be worry free…
Oh, I have been to the Milky Way
The cloud of stars, the suns, the earths
They are playing, playing with me
Wherever I go, the place will be with me…
 
You ask me which flower or which the tree
 I shall identify myself…
All the greens in the mountain, rainbow colors of flowers
And the blue sky, the running spring…
Are parts of me…
 
You ask me to send love to people surround me
All the animal, insect, human, 
All the soil, the botany plants
Are my earthly family
By the indivisible connection 
I was elevated
By the indivisible connection
I love undistinguishing  
 
--Write on 2008

 

Haiku 5-7-5

1
Two mirror facing each other
Which is the tree, which is the shadow?
Let all be, I better go  

2
Rabbit dig hole
In the morning sun, hole
Lead Alice to Wonderland

3
Swimming in River
Waves go, waves come...
Everything perfect

 --Write on 2008

Where is the white Rabbit going?

Where is the white rabbit going?
The one wear trousers and shirt…
The one twinkle his eyes like a star and talk…
The one lead Alice and me into the wonderland…

In that sweat dreams, of course
Those terror dreams too…
With smile like sunshine 
And tears running like ocean
With all intense joy and sorrow, and horror…

Some dreams you grow big on the top of the world
Some dreams you are nobody like an ant

Where is the white Rabbit going?
I come to this world just for seeking him…

Oh I don’t know, I may never found him…
But I know his name…he have numerous names
 “Comfort, love, friendship, wealth, fame and much more”
His names only limited by your dream…
But his identity is one “your own projection…”

Where is the white Rabbits going…
When I cry at dark night
When I about to off head by the poke queen…
Wake up, Alice… Please wake, wake up…

Who cares about the white Rabbit going?!
Now I only care about my way to home…

--Write on 2008

 

Gardener  (To Professor)

I saw a beautiful garden
with dozens new plants -
flowers, herbs, and small fruit trees
plus foreigner plants I can not tell names
All shining with wind like twinkle little stars

There came a lady 
with smile on her face
She is the gardener -
soiling, watering, and trimming the leaves
attend every plant with its needs

Suddenly I thought:
I like a plant
and you, like the gardener

write on May. 2018