now and here !

Heedless of the dew
that marks our closing day,
we bind ourselves to others.
Issa

There are few haiku poets of the caliber of Issa and Basho. This haiku says: “Heedless of the dew that marks our closing day...” Every day so much dust is created around — so much anger, so much sadness, so much misery, so much misunderstanding.


Heedless of all this that marks our closing day, we bind ourselves to others. Our love remains unmarked, unscratched. Our hearts are just like mirrors which don’t gather any dust.


That is the way of a man of Zen. Go on removing the dust, and remember your unity, your union with the whole existence. Nothing allows you to separate yourself — no anger, no desire, no failure. Nothing divides you from existence.


Every evening remove all the dust. Go to your bed with a clean mirror, in a silent song, harmonious with existence.

Osho: The Zen Manifesto: Freedom From Oneself

[ The picture is from Ram. Thanks so much, your photography reflects your being! Its wonderful , Cheers ]