Saturday Morning

Happy in the morning
I open my cottage door;
A clear breeze blowing
Comes straight in.
The first sun
Lights the leafy trees;
The shadows it casts
Are crystal clear.
Serene,
In accord with my heart,
Everything merges
In one harmony …

~ Wen Siang (1210-1280), From Sleepless Nights: Verses for the Wakeful 


Notes: Poem – Bluebird of Happiness Stuff. Photo: via Hidden Sanctuary

17 thoughts on “Saturday Morning

  1. Same feelings. Eight centuries later. Amazing.
    Is there hope for similar thoughts eight centuries from now?
    Sadly, I have my doubts.

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