100th Round Table Discussion

It was really nice to be in the same table with old friends (3G=3 Generation).

Out-There

Owls -- they whinny down the night;
Bats go zigzag by.
Ambushed in shadow beyond sight
The outlaws lie.

Old gods, tamed to silence, there
In the wet woods they lurk,
Greedy of human stuff to snare
In nets of murk.

Look up, else your eye will drown
In a moving sea of black;
Between the tree-tops, upside down,
Goes the sky-track.

Look up, else your feet will stray
Towards that dim ambuscade
Where spider-like they trap their prey
In webs of shade.

For though creeds whirl away in dust,
Faith dies and men forget,
These aged gods of power and lust
Cling to life yet--

Old gods almost dead, malign,
Starving for unpaid dues;
Incense and fire, salt, blood and wine
And a drumming muse,

Banished to woods and a sickly moon,
Shrunk to mere bogey things,
Who spoke with thunder once at noon
To prostrate kings

With thunder grom an open sky
To warrior, virgin, priest
Bowing in fear with a dazzled eye
Toward the dread East--

Proud gods, humbled, sunk so low,
Living with ghosts and ghouls,
And ghosts of ghosts and last year's snow
And dead toadstools.

heaven and wine

Surely, if heaven didn't love wine,
there would be no Wine Star in heaven,

and if earth didn't love wine, surely
there would be no Wine Spring on earth.

Heaven and earth have always loved wine,
so how could loving wine shame heaven?

I hear clear wine called enlightenment,
and they say murky wine is like wisdom:

once you drink enlightenment and wisdom,
why go searching for gods and immortals?

Three cups and I've plumbed the great Way,
a jarful and I've merged with occurrence

appearing of itself. Wine's view is lived:
you can't preach doctrine to the sober.

Who can bear spring's lonely sorrows, who
face it without wine? It's the only way.

Success or failure, life long or short:
our fate's given by Change-maker at birth.

But a single cup evens out life and death,
our ten thousand concerns unfathomed,

and once I'm drunk, all heaven and earth
vanish, leaving me suddenly alone in bed,

forgetting that person I am even exists.
Of all our joys, this must be the deepest.

When time runs

When time runs,
tears drops.....

I just realized how stupid I was
The moon shines as it was
I was dreaming to be as I wanted to be
Wild, stepping on each dreams and woke up ..
Ups.. another one

I just realized how to step aside
The stars were bright as they are
Silent and silent just waiting for the day
I know I have to manage it

Can I?