Monday, June 09, 2008


The Poem of the Shramana

Since all the world must be destroyed,
I seek an incorruptible refuge.
I look with equal mind on kinsman and stranger
For longing and hatred have passed from me.
I dwell wherever I happen to be,
At the root of a tree, in temple or on hill,
I seek the good without ties or expectations,
Accepting all that is freely given.


Hope everyone is doing well. I'll be back soon. Thanks for all the lovely encouragement. It's comforting to know some people "get" where I'm coming from.

Be well. Be happy.

~*

16 comments:

heartinsanfrancisco said...

This is lovely.

"Accepting all that is freely given" is a gift we are able to give to those who give to us.

slouching mom said...

I love this line:

"I seek an incorruptible refuge."

Don't we all.

Be well, Chani.

jen said...

i am glad you are doing what you need to do for you.

Jen of A2eatwrite said...

Beautiful poem. I hope this is an enriching time for you!

we_be_toys said...

Beautiful poem!
Hope you are feeling better, both inside and out.

I would take it as a compliment that not everyone "gets" you - is the mainstream really where you would feel comfortable? Let's swim in our own little pool and enjoy the space!

Defiantmuse said...

ah.
well said.
:)

womaninawindow said...

Is that your photo? Is that your spirit there in cloud form? Lovely. be well.

im_g said...

What a great Zen koan, Chani. I have to read the "background" of this post (basing on what I read from the first paragraph of your previous post), I suppose. :)

I hope you're well! I visit your blog from time to time, btw, sort of a habit from the time when Mitzh was actively blogging (not sure if you remember her...?).

Bookmarking this post for future use, I think. ;) And reading more about Shramana!

Thanks! And take care.

g

MsLittlePea said...

Hope you're enjoying your quiet time.
Take all the time you need.

Molly said...

Sending you a hug Chani.....

Gillian said...

Hang in there, this too shall pass.
xo

Sometimes Saintly Nick said...

The poem is fabulous. It deeply touched me. Thank you.

RKK said...

Chani,

So glad to have something from you, to round out a perfect week.

I especially like the two lines:

I look with equal mind on kinsman and stranger
For longing and hatred have passed from me.

I do not have cause for hatred, but longings are sometimes quite troublesome for me. I am learning to focus on "just being," wherever I happen to be. And learning to surrender expectations...well, that seems to make the path to "just being" much more easily traversed.

citizen of the world said...

I love that poem. Peace to you, Chani.

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painted maypole said...

nice poem

see you when you return