Life is King
Dit gedicht geeft een prachtige weergave van de ervaring dat het leven plotseling zelf de touwtjes in handen neemt.
Het gedicht
Hour after hour, day
After day we try
To grasp the Ungraspable, pinpoint
The Unpredictable.
Flowers Wither when touched, ice
Suddenly cracks beneath our feet.Vainly
We try to track birdflight through the sky trace
Dumb fish through deep water, try
To anticipate the earned smile the soft
Reward, even
Try to grasp our own lives.
But Life Slips through our fingers
Like snow.
Life Cannot belong to us.
We Belong to Life.
Life Is King.
Sangharakshita (Complete poems, 1941-1994)
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