Zen
Quote: "In zen we don't find the answers. We lose the questions." ..zen philosophy
Beneath the plum tree by the Zen pond's side,
Its vivid hues reflected in the water's glide,
Autumn leaves, a kaleidoscope in motion,
Swim with carps, in a colorful perpetual devotion.
The optimist gazes, sky-bound, feeling free,
As leaves brush top of the tree, a sight to see,
But the pessimist sees inspirations wane,
Leaves wither, decay, in autumn's refrain.
The autumn moon, its silver light cascades,
Galaxies, stars, in its gentle tirades,
The universe contained, in tranquil grace,
Even a plum leaf's fall stirs the quiet space.
What is the sound in silence's domain?
Who listens to its whisper, its refrain?
The peaceful heart hums, a silent song's plea,
Yet ponders, who hears its melody free?
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