SOMBRAS DE FLORES

Amontonadas, cubren la terraza de jade,
el joven sirviente no pudo separarlas.
Apenas el sol se las lleva,
he aquí que el claro de luna las vuelve.

Su Tong-Po

UNENDING LOVE

I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times...
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.

Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, its age old pain,
Its ancient tale of being apart or together.
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star, piercing the darkness of time.
You become an image of what is remembered forever.

You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.
We have played along side millions of lovers,
Shared in the same shy sweetness of meeting,
The distressful tears of farewell,
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.

Tagore

ARIES

Puedo dar mil onzas de oro por una buena espada.
Cambiaría con gusto mi marta cibelina por un vaso de vino.
Pero doy precio más alto a mi sangre ardiente
que, aún sacrificada, tendrá la fuerza de las olas azules.

Anónimo, Dinastía T'ang

DISTANTE COMIENZO

Si las montañas gritan es
que a su silencio soy sordo.
¿Hasta qué sublime punto pudiera resultar cierto
que lo cierto siga siéndolo?

Las preguntas que pregunto ya no acuden
por sí solas
las busco, huecas dentro de
la misma oquedad que yo ocupo. Por eso
no me son extrañas, no son ya ajenas.

¿Cuándo ceso de buscar las causas en los otros,
en los irresponsables?

E.C.- Para comenzar un mejor año, Kashmir, 1º de enero de 1979

NO PATH

Coming, going, the waterbirds

don't leave a trace,
don't follow a path.

Dogen

ROCA Y FUEGO

Para asustar a su presa, un cazador prendió fuego a un bosque. De pronto vio a un hombre que salía de una roca. El hombre atravesó el fuego sosegadamente. El cazador corrió tras él.

—Dígame, ¿cómo hace para pasar a través de la roca?
—¿La roca? ¿Qué quiere decir con eso?
—También lo vi pasar a través del fuego.
—¿Fuego? ¿Qué significa "fuego"?

Henri Michaux

NOTHING TO DO

A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds,
adored by little statesman and philosophers and divines.
With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do.

Emerson

ARENA

Jardín de arena:
contempla los dibujos
tras la tormenta

José Corredor-Matheos

MUERTO

Mientras vivas

sé un hombre muerto,
completamente muerto;
actúa como quieras,
y todo estará bien.

Shido Bunan Zenji

NATURALLY

IMPARCIALMENTE

Considerando en frío, imparcialmente,
que el hombre es triste, tose y, sin embargo,
se complace en su pecho colorado;
que lo único que hace es componerse
de días;
que es lóbrego mamífero y se peina...

Considerando
que el hombre procede suavemente del trabajo
y repercute jefe, suena subordinado;
que el diagrama del tiempo
es constante diorama en sus medallas
y, a medio abrir, sus ojos estudiaron,
desde lejanos tiempos,
su fórmula famélica de masa...

Comprendiendo sin esfuerzo
que el hombre se queda, a veces, pensando,
como queriendo llorar,
y, sujeto a tenderse como objeto,
se hace buen carpintero, suda, mata
y luego canta, almuerza, se abotona...

Considerando también
que el hombre es en verdad un animal
y, no obstante, al voltear, me da con su tristeza en la cabeza...

Examinando, en fin,
sus encontradas piezas, su retrete,
su desesperación, al terminar su día atroz, borrándolo...

Comprendiendo
que él sabe que le quiero,
que le odio con afecto y me es, en suma, indiferente...

Considerando sus documentos generales
y mirando con lentes aquel certificado
que prueba que nació muy pequeñito...

le hago una seña,
viene
y le doy un abrazo, emocionado.
¡Qué más da! Emocionado... Emocionado...

César Vallejo

LOVE IS THE ANSWER - Todd Rundgren

Name your price
A ticket to paradise
I can't stay here any more
And I've looked high and low
I've been from shore to shore to shore
If there's a short cut Id have found it
But there's no easy way around it

Light of the world, shine on me
Love is the answer
Shine on us all, set us free
Love is the answer

Who knows why
Someday we all must die
We're all homeless boys and girls
And we are never heard
It's such a lonely world
People turn their heads and walk on by
Tell me, is it worth just another try?

Tell me, are we alive, or just a dying planet?
What are the chances?
Ask the man in your heart for the answers

And when you feel afraid, love one another
When you've lost your way, love one another
When you're all alone, love one another
When you're far from home, love one another
When you're down and out, love one another
All your hopes run out, love one another
When you need a friend, love one another
When you're near the end, love one another
We got to love one another

Light of the world, you got to shine
Love will be a means, yeah, yeah
Shine on us all
Know that love can save the day
Just give it one more chance
You just can't let it stop
Love is the answer
Got to be free to let love into your life
Let it shine

OUT OF REACH

Finally out of reach -

No bondage, no dependency.
How calm the ocean,
Towering the void.

Tessho

SAMATHA & VIPASSANA - Bhante Gunaratana

TODO SU LARGO

Para mí sólo recorrer los caminos que tienen corazón,
cualquier camino que tenga corazón.
Por ahí yo recorro, y la única prueba que vale
es atravesar todo su largo.
Y por ahí yo recorro mirando, mirando, sin aliento.

Carlos Castaneda, "The Teachings of Don Juan"

KOYAANISQATSI + ULRICH SCHNAUSS

DISTANTE

Si un hombre no marca el paso con sus compañeros,

tal vez sea porque escucha un tambor diferente.

Dejemos que marche al son de la música que oye,

no importa cuán acompasada o distante parezca.

Thoreau, Walden, 1854

SITTING ALONE AT CHING-T'ING MOUNTAIN

The birds have vanished down the sky.
Now the last cloud drains away.
We sit together, the mountain and me,
until only the mountain remains.

Li Po

FREE AS A BIRD - The Beatles

WAVING BACK

You don't really understand human nature unless you know why
a child on a merry-go-round will wave at his parents every time
around - and why his parents will always wave back.

William D. Tammeus

SALVAPANTALLAS - Jorge Drexler, 2005

Tengo tu voz, tengo tu tos,

oigo tu canto en el mío

Rumbos paralelos, dos anzuelos

en un mismo río

Vamos al mar, vamos a dar cuerda 

a antiguas vitrolas

Vamos pedaleando contra el viento,

detrás de las olas

Tengo una canción para mostrarte,

tal vez cuando vaya… 

Tengo tu sonrisa en un rincón

de mi salvapantallas

Años atrás, de pronto, la casa

se llenó de canciones

Músicas y versos que brotaban 

desde tantos rincones

Vamos al mar, vamos a dar guerra 

con cuatro guitarras

Vamos pedaleando contra el tiempo,

soltando amarras

Brindo por las veces que perdimos

las mismas batallas

Tengo tu sonrisa en un rincón

de mi salvapantallas 

OUR HOUSE - Crosby, Stills & Nash, 1991

I'll light the fire

You place the flowers in the vase

That you bought today

Staring at the fire

For hours and hours

While I listen to you

Play your love songs

All night long for me

Only for me

Come to me now

And rest your head for just five minutes

Everything is done

Such a cozy room

The windows are illuminated

By the evening sunshine through them

Fiery gems for you

Only for you

Our house is a very, very, very fine house

With two cats in the yard

Life used to be so hard

Now everything is easy

'Cause of you

Our house is a very, very, very fine house

With two cats in the yard

Life used to be so hard

Now everything is easy

'Cause of you


And our Our house is a very, very, very fine house

With two cats in the yard

Life used to be so hard

Now everything is easy

'Cause of you

I'll light the fire

While you place the flowers in the vase
That you bought today

DUSK

Pacific dusk--

Only red light
On the water

Edward Weiss

MR. TAMBOURINE MAN - Bob Dylan (1965)

Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though I know that evening's empire has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.

Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it.

Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though you might hear laughin', spinnin' swingin' madly across the sun
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're seein' that he's chasing.

Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

EN EL HIELO

Si trazas un camino, ¡cuidado!, te costará trabajo volver a campo abierto.
Aprende sólo con reservas. Toda una vida no es suficiente para desaprender lo que, ingenuo, sumiso, has dejado que te metan en la cabeza.
Piensa en los que te precedieron. Han marchitado todo lo que han comprendido.
…Tontos por haber sido inteligentes demasiado pronto.
Tú no te precipites hacia la adaptación. Mantén siempre una reserva de inadaptación.
No, no adquirir. Tienes que viajar para empobrecerte. Eso es lo que necesitas.
A falta de sol, aprende a madurar en el hielo.

Henri Michaux