I wondered how I would live without you; there are still days I don't want to: you surround me still; everyday I live here with everything yours. Ten Thousand Hairs are buddhas, and they sing, they dance, they remind of the gift you gave me with your death. No wonder why you are the golden glow within my dreams; no doubt you linger, howling into the void. May every cave provide protection; may every crystal shine!
Civilization is not to kill human beings, not to destroy things, not to make war; civilization is to hold mutual affection and to respect one another. -Most Ven. Fujii
I have been writing poetry since I was about ten years old. Much like Miss Dickenson, I have been hoarding my works -- not out of malice or fear -- but simply because there seems to be few uses for poetry in our society.
Poetry, though, really transcends more prosaic work in the way that a single image can transcend a movie. A poem can be easy to remember, to quote or describe -- while expression of a larger prose piece may be difficult when re-creating the full energy of the original.
In the commentary, I will share my stories about the poems. Please feel free to include your own. I hope you find the reading of these poems as inspiring as I found the writing of them to be.
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I wondered how I would live without you; there are still days I don't want to: you surround me still; everyday I live here with everything yours. Ten Thousand Hairs are buddhas, and they sing, they dance, they remind of the gift you gave me with your death. No wonder why you are the golden glow within my dreams; no doubt you linger, howling into the void. May every cave provide protection; may every crystal shine!
Civilization is not to kill human beings, not to destroy things, not to make war; civilization is to hold mutual affection and to respect one another. -Most Ven. Fujii
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