Feb 11 2011
Wu Men – Ten thousand flowers in spring
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn
by Wu Men (Hui-k’ai)
English version by Stephen Mitchell
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn,
a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter.
If your mind isn’t clouded by unnecessary things,
this is the best season of your life.
— from The Enlightened Heart: An Anthology of Sacred Poetry, by Stephen Mitchell
/ Photo by Richard Cocks /
The flowers say it, the moon, the breeze, the snow. Each time we pause to notice the living world around us it blesses us and says– May your mind be unclouded, and may every season be the best season of your life!
Wu Men (Hui-k’ai)
China (1183 – 1260) Timeline |
There are two primary collections of koans in Zen/Chan Buddhism: the Blue Cliff Records, and the Wu Men Kuan, also known as the Mumonkan. The Mumonkan, first published in 1228, consists of 48 koans compiled by Wu Men Hui-k’ai with his commentary and poetic verse.
Wu Men (also called Mumon) was a head monk of the Lung-hsiang monastery in China.
Hi Ivan,
The simplicity of the verse alone, helps to ‘uncloud the mind’. I love the photo, and appreciate also knowing the source of what are the more widely read koans by Zen/Chan Buddhists.
Thank you! Martha
Thanks Ivan:I enjoy reading the poems that you send each and every day.
I would like to contribute to keep this going…but I do not like to send money over the computer. If you can send me a physical address….I will help you.
I have particularly enjoyed the poem today…I love Chinese and Japanese poets.
Dee
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– Ivan
Yes the living world around us declares the creator’s love and unclouds our minds.
The creation is “The Other Book of God” and poets are called to read this “Other Book of God” and to distill the messages of the living world around us into language for the rest of the world to read – to allow the poet’s words to help open mindfulness and awareness into the spiritual reality declared by the living world around us.
The book “God of Dirt: Mary Oliver and the Other Book of God” by Thomas W. Mann allowed this truth to come to me recently during a Sacred Poetry Retreat sponsored by The Merton Institute held at their retreat center – Bethany Spring – 1 mile from The Abbey of Gethsemani, Thomas Merton’s (a Trappist Monk and poet) home for 26 years.
I found this particularly beautiful, and said everything with so few words!
Alas, I am in Chicago and though I love snow…..surely there is a poem for too much!!!
Sincerely, it was a delightful poem as always the thought for the day insightful, too. thank you, awaiting the thousand flowers…..
peace
Everything was beautiful this morning. The picture was amazing. I’ve always said “I hated the winter.” This year I did my own Winter Solstice celebration, honored my space, my going inside and it has been the most wonderful Winter I’ve ever experienced. I think it is because I’m present for it to happen.
I loved the quote of the day. Interesting enough that is where I am right now with a particular question I have for my own heart.
Thank you Ivan. I live in Grand Junction, so you are not very far from me.
Namaste
Hello from across the mountains, Jackie.
Namaste
Ivan
this is a great poetry. i have read this today. our spring has started from today; but i discover in my mind that, it is great than spring.
with thanks
swadesh roy
13.2.2011
Hi Ivan,
Cast a look at the simply entangled story of being
consider emotional life of every monarch and king
Kings from them, but lost dust nothing did remain
attempt all that came over them to room into brain
Look at the days of life using their eyes of power,
then the value of life days you do better discover
There exists a high stand in yours corner of psyche
by death ladder you reach on the top if to be lucky
All are not so fortunate to feel death before time
to make time to display the life gist within rhyme
If you wish to meet death when you are still alive
like the bee, you too come out from thy cozy hive
Then you sure breathe aroma of fleeting moments,
in rose garden of life, you live without comments
Simon baghdasarian [simonbagh]
thanks for posting this poem. very simple & easy. Yet at the same time, profound…& complete. (a bit tough though, for those of us who go around with ‘cloudy minds’ rather often…much too often than we’d like anyhow….lol…)
Beautiful, Ivan!
Thanks for sending this to our crazy world today.
A monk would notice these things as well as we readers now.
Oh; To be rewarded with life’s beautiful simplicity!
Russ
Calming and beautiful Heard this on an app
Meditation that I do daily!!
So meaningful and necessary for these
Changing times and tumultuous world