Jade Poems

From Sight to Light

On the Desk of Darkness
On a Monsoon Night,
The afflatus roars in clouds,
And albedo fills the sight.

In the darkened gorge,
Among the alleys
And gravelled ways,
A lass on a jade.

Apathy of her own,
Gazing upon the dog in the kennel,
Barking and crying at it.

And when she gazed and gazed upon
The dog of ash on kindlings,
A murmur of sight on her lips,
And a wet eye with a glaze.

With a jolt, she stood up —
The roar now a voice,
The sight now white,
And the white now light.

From sight to light,
And light to white.

Epitaph on Jade Goody

                           (June 5, 1981 - March 22, 2009)


                         Happy is your grave nobody can take.
                         Only few probably at home can make.


                          March 22, 2009

Whispers Beneath the Jade Mirror

Quote:"Lurking in stone’s shadow, quietly flows a fleeting saga of heroism. 
And I, too, swim like that koi—through stillness, I traverse time in contemplation. " --- Zen thought

In the jade-mirrored stillness, scales ripple like silent sutras, 
Broidered ghosts of light drifting beneath stone and shadow. 
Each breath of water carries a hush—a teaching unspoken, 
Inviting the mind to rest in the ebb of being and non-being. 

A single red mark, bright as a lantern in deep quiet, 
Breaks the surface of calm—a spark of courage in stillness. 
Here, the koi becomes memoir of perseverance—the ancient river’s echo of transformation, 
Softly urging, "Continue beyond the current, and become." 

Beneath moss-fingered rocks, time flows in slow meditation, 
Every ripple a lesson, every current a silent koan. 
The fish, with graceful intent, glides through root and reflection, 
An embodiment of Zen’s paradox: movement within stillness. 

And so I am koi in the mirrored pond—seeking and serene— 
My heart a tracing of curves on water’s face, 
Finding in each quiet stroke the eternal in the ephemeral, 
Swimming not to arrive, but simply to become luminous.

Jade Stone's :::Vanity:::

Let he who is without vanity cast the first insult
Vain to me smacks of superficialities which 
in the long run prove fragile and meaningless
You can be proud of your accomplishments 
without worries of being vain 
Lose your hair, lose your teeth, lose your looks, 
lose your vanity

Fashion statements
Youth
Dress-up  make-up 
Forsooth
A little vanity never hurt anybody
Until it becomes the substance of your life
Uncouth 
Raison d'être
It’s not necessarily a negative asset


conceit
conceded
vain
narcissism
self-love
self-admiration
self-regard
self-absorption...

...Is self-love really considered vanity?

Jade Stone's :::Confidence:::

She laughs, she cries, then she sighs
brimming with confidence,
the pain within she denies
Her heart thumps then skips a beat,
as she reads poetry, a taste of bittersweet
In quiets empty moments, a hole 
remains deeply in the soul,
an abyss, an unmeasured chasm
It’s the space  p~o~e~t~r~y  fills
Her personal dead poet society
stirring her deepest passions
awakens her dormant desire
her quest not for fame or fortune
but for the elusive treasure of inner piece
Her confidence misconstrues itself for vanity perhaps

sureness
positiveness
conviction
certitude
reliability
assuredness
assurance
validity
conclusiveness
authoritativeness
truth
factualness
self-possession
nerve
poise
aplomb
presence of mind
phlegm
level-headedness
cool-headedness
firmness
courage
boldness
mettle
fortitude
belief in oneself
faith in oneself ...
                           …                
                              …
...are all just more vanities?
free-spirited or lost soul?
do both make one another?
the vanity of human wishes?

work in progress…

Jade Gem

jade gemstone dangling
gold trim, made for royalty
monarch chrysalis

Creating Jade Meadow

“Escaping from life’s wasteland into the serene 
introspective depth within I discover the treasure of 
emerald bliss” – Quote by Poet


Walking in weary steps along the amber wilderness,
the lone life wanders despondent on the worn-out path.  
I absorb the embedded emerald grandeur of reposed bliss
from the conjured cauldron of the tranquility trove within, 
strive to stow in the nostalgic niche of melancholic mind        
and create in my pallid plaintive heart a jade meadow.

Meditation

Musical mindfulness
Energy enters exits encourages
Divine  dialogue 
Indigo innermost journey 
That teaches
And 
Tailors thoughts 
In every part
Of the body 
Needing peach peace

The jade Emperors dream

The nine tribulations have been effaced
Life and death, I accept with grace. 
One moment flies by in a hundred years
A second thought to missing the mortal trials.
The wishes of thousands falling on deaf ears.
Oh what it must be like to be the innocent in the dream lit world of the mortal sovereignty.
Instead of dealing with the world crushing weights of the 9 heavens and 188 hells.
How nice it must be to be a mortal filled with wonder.
Unlike my ageless cold immortal husk, 
withering away in the cold heavens.

Jade and Onyx

Oh, once upon a time I saw a bird.
The bird was sitting, lonely, on a tree.
I looked at it and it looked down at me.
Then it flew off and left without a word.
I thought to myself it was quite absurd
That it should leave me here along the sea,
Without so much as just one thought to "we";
Pretending like I never was deferred.
Oh, why should I be left here unpreferred?
Whose fault was that, to be the standard way?
Why should you leave me all alone, unheard?
What pow'r have I, when compared to a bird?
You've gone and left me stranded in the bay.
I have been waiting ever since that day.

Earthbound Paradise

Earthbound Paradise

Ruby red sapphire blue blossoms stand,
    in the diamond stream,
        little silver fishes play.

on a sky of robin's shell,
    Cotton puffs of cloud,
        golden gobs of sunlight glow.

Jade jewels of verdant green,
    along broad banks,
        of mink made, grow.

Ermine blasts of petals,
    lie beneath the shadowed shade,
        of tawny trees.

The pulchritude of paradise on earth,
    in my mind's eye clearly seen,
        since birth.
            visited only in a dream.

sometimes no what the time words
flow. © 30 mins ago, Terence Cummings Smith    nature

Visit To Jade Garden Korea

Visit to Jade Garden
Visiting Jade Garden
Nar Chungcheong, South Korea
On a beautiful spring day,

The cherry trees were in full flower
Pink and white petals
The scent of cherry trees in the air.

Other trees just starting to bloom 
Red, yellow and white tulips
Beginning to bloom. 

The sounds of spring all around
Birds singing
People walking about.

Talking to one another 
As they wander the pathway
Taking in the springtime splendor.

The sun warming up 
The pathway winding 
.Through the Forrest.

Jewels Need To Ape No Jade

Nor a competing tournament
Nor yet a journey, life is meant 
To be. Stay just as you were sent.
 
Everyone made is so unique,
You need from nowhere debt to seek,
Beg nor beseech nor feel so meek.

So keep walking your chosen way
Letting your mind nowhere to sway,
You'll reach your heaven one fine day.

In such a way He's once ye made—
Comparing nowhere go ahead,
A jewel you're, ye need ape no jade.
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Musings |47.12.2020| Topic: life, unique

Poet’s note: Every man made unique, needing to copy no one, he needs only follow his set journey. Everyone a jewel need ape no jade.

Jadeist

The hard stone feels cold
Shaped and formed by gentle hands ~
Jade, our ancient friend


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You

Your eyes so beautiful, 

The times I've looked in them, 

And have gotten lost in a jungle of jade, 

Your touch so soft and comforting, 

Like Heaven in arms reach, 

Our love so strong that, 

Nothing could compare, 

I was crumpled paper and, 

You were the flame, 

Growing stronger as the night became elder

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