
Saezuri
takamari owari
shizumarinu
Un canto d’uccello
s’innalza svanisce
silenzio
(Kyôshi, 1874-1959)
nota:
il sentimento espresso è lo yûgen:
lo stupore sacro dinanzi al profondo mistero sottinteso ad ogni cosa e
ad ogni manifestazione della natura
This knowledge is not ours. The most we can do is to fill a bucket of water from a river, and let others feel its taste. Then it goes back where it belongs. Before it goes back, some of us try to print it on walls. This is called temporary fixation of knowledge. It allows more beings to feel its taste. The writings in here may be directly from the river, or borrowed from other buckets. In either case, they are all to be shared.
This knowledge is not ours. The most we can do is to fill a bucket of water from a river, and let others feel its taste. Then it goes back where it belongs. Before it goes back, some of us try to print it on walls. This is called temporary fixation of knowledge. It allows more beings to feel its taste. The writings in here may be directly from the river, or borrowed from other buckets. In either case, they are all to be shared.
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