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    Western Dharma

    Just found and old favourite song of mine...




    and some thirty years later, a bit more dusty, but well, just great...





    I close my eyes
    only for a moment
    and the moments gone
    all my dreams
    pass before my eyes in curiosity
    dust in the wind,
    all they are is dust in the wind

    Same old song,
    just a drop of water
    in an endless sea
    all we do,
    crumbles to the ground
    though we refuse to see
    dust in the wind,
    all we are is dust in the wind

    Don't hang on
    nothing lasts forever
    but the earth and sky
    it slips away
    and all your money,
    won't another minute buy

    Dust in the wind
    all we are is dust in the wind
    dust in the wind
    everithing is dust in the wind
    dust in the wind


    Just one side of the coin but so damn right.


    gassho


    Taigu

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    Thank you Taigu,

    Here's a favourite poem of mine on the same theme:



    I just listened to it and made me cry. Tonight I dedicated my sitting to the parents of a 14-year-old boy who died.

    Gassho,
    Pontus
    In a spring outside time, flowers bloom on a withered tree;
    you ride a jade elephant backwards, chasing the winged dragon-deer;
    now as you hide far beyond innumerable peaks--
    the white moon, a cool breeze, the dawn of a fortunate day

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    Mp
    Guest
    Quote Originally Posted by Taigu View Post
    Just found and old favourite song of mine...




    and some thirty years later, a bit more dusty, but well, just great...





    I close my eyes
    only for a moment
    and the moments gone
    all my dreams
    pass before my eyes in curiosity
    dust in the wind,
    all they are is dust in the wind

    Same old song,
    just a drop of water
    in an endless sea
    all we do,
    crumbles to the ground
    though we refuse to see
    dust in the wind,
    all we are is dust in the wind

    Don't hang on
    nothing lasts forever
    but the earth and sky
    it slips away
    and all your money,
    won't another minute buy

    Dust in the wind
    all we are is dust in the wind
    dust in the wind
    everithing is dust in the wind
    dust in the wind


    Just one side of the coin but so damn right.


    gassho


    Taigu
    Beautiful Taigu ... this too is one of my all time favorites.

    Gassho
    Michael

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    Myoshin
    Guest
    It's so beautiful and tremendous, to admit that we are an illusion, or nothing in the absolute (even real in the relative). Sometimes my mind is scared with this idea.
    It sounds like Dogen if I don't misunderstand.

    Gassho

    Yang Hsin

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    I love this song, too. I love how in the newer recording the crowd just went nuts hearing that familiar guitar opening.

    "And all your money won't another minute buy..." I like this line the most.

    I love it when the older, excellent artists get back on the road. Just saw Peter Gabriel, who is my absolute favorite musician, in on the eighth. Also saw him once before in 2002. Roger Waters still sounded every bit like himself when I saw him perform "The Wall" in December 2010. Neil Young smashed the crap out of a guitar with as much vigor as ever when I saw him in 2009. I am so grateful I have had an opportunity to see these artists live.

    Pontus, here is another poem along the same vein as the one you posted:

    Title: Away
    Author: James Whitcomb Riley

    "I cannot say, and I will not say
    That he is dead--. He is just away!

    "With a cheery smile, and a wave of the hand
    He has wandered into an unknown land,

    "And left us dreaming how very fair
    It needs must be, since he lingers there.

    "And you-- O you, who the wildest yearn
    For the old-time step and the glad return--,

    "Think of him faring on, as dear
    In the love of There as the love of Here;

    "And loyal still, as he gave the blows
    Of his warrior-strength to his country's foes--.

    "Mild and gentle, as he was brave--,
    When the sweetest love of his life he gave

    "To simple things--: Where the violets grew
    Blue as the eyes they were likened to,

    "The touches of his hands have strayed
    As reverently as his lips have prayed:

    "When the little brown thrush that harshly chirred
    Was dear to him as the mocking-bird;

    "And he pitied as much as a man in pain
    A writhing honey-bee wet with rain--.

    "Think of him still as the same, I say:
    He is not dead-- he is just away!"
    求道芸化 Kyūdō Geika
    I am just a priest-in-training, please do not take anything I say as a teaching.

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    Well,Amelia, it seems we share the same love for Peter Gabriel s work...

    Gassho

    Taigu

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    Quote Originally Posted by Taigu View Post
    Well,Amelia, it seems we share the same love for Peter Gabriel s work...

    Gassho

    Taigu
    That's nice to know. Gassho

    "...No more miracles, loaves and fishes, been so busy with the
    washing of the dishes
    Reaction level's much too high - I can do without the stimuli

    "I'm living way beyond my ways and means, living in the
    zone of the inbetweens..."
    求道芸化 Kyūdō Geika
    I am just a priest-in-training, please do not take anything I say as a teaching.

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    All we are is dust in the wind, indeed.

    Thank you, Taigu.

    Gashho,

    Kyonin
    Hondō Kyōnin
    奔道 協忍

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    I believe Carl Sagan said it was stardust
    合掌,生開
    gassho, Shokai

    仁道 生開 / Jindo Shokai

    "Open to life in a benevolent way"

    https://sarushinzendo.wordpress.com/

  10. #10
    Thank you Amelia!

    /P
    In a spring outside time, flowers bloom on a withered tree;
    you ride a jade elephant backwards, chasing the winged dragon-deer;
    now as you hide far beyond innumerable peaks--
    the white moon, a cool breeze, the dawn of a fortunate day

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