Truth
星期四 九月 28, 2006 11:00 pm
Truth
It’s easy to hear what others declaim,
Omit the unsaid by the ignoring mind.
Storms always form after winds howl and blame
Rains follow loud commands and intertwined.
What is left, afterwards? The dirty path
Full of disturbed scenes and ugly misdeeds.
At last, you gaze outside with fading wrath,
Hide your insane soul beneath sands and reeds.
From your secret paradox, Evils may
Soon dress them up and cry their foxy tears.
Magic plays in a stingy, greedy way,
You master it as your victory stairs.
Yet you cannot block the lights from shining
that sing their freedom without confining.
1...There are two lasting bequests we can give our children.
One is roots. The other is wings.
Hodding Carter, Jr.
2. Angels can fly because they take themselves lightly.
G.K.Cheserton
3. Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.
Maria Robinson
4. Some think it's holding on that makes one strong, but sometimes it's letting go.
Sylvia Robinson
5. Buddha's word
Breathing in, I calm body and mind.
Breathing out, I smile.
Dwelling in the present moment,
I know this is the only moment.
Great. All these days the thought of a big tree with deep roots and stretching branches haunts on me.
I could image some of the branches envy the birds' wings. They want to fly.
Yet in the lightning they saw the shadows flying and dropping...
I would like to write a poem about it... but had no idea how to express it. So just wait...
Last week, my son brought his treasure (Yo-Ghi Card) to school.
In fact I hate these cards, but he begged me a few times to buy them.
I thought them useless and expensive, but with the love of my son, I bought them. I was very happy to see his face bright as sunlight.
And now he lost them. Some kids took them. His teacher asked a few boys, but no one admitted to take them.
Sure no one. I knew the answer early, but I insisted his teacher to ask a few more times.
I didn't want to let our kids get away too easy and it would not do good to them.
From very small things, bad habits would develop quickly.
And I also didn't want my son to think it was ok to lose them, I wanted him to remember how he felt when he lost them and remember not to take others' stuff to fulfill his own desire.
Though I understood they were just kids, they may be just for fun. But it reminded me of a story about a thief who eventually sentenced to death. Before his death, he cursed his mother to let him steal things from his very young age.
I also remembered Elka's story. Some kid took her silvery statue from her garden at night.
The next morning she posted the statue's photo everywhere in her neighborhood.
a few days later, her statue secretly showed up in her garden. She told me she didn't really care for the statue, but care for the kids who did this.
She didn't want they did wrong and walked away with it easily. So she posted the pictures to let the kid's parents aware what was missing and what may happened to their kid.
Each time, when my son brings back a small gift which is not belong to us, I always ask him where it comes from and how.
My son is cute and popular in his school, he gets free gifts from his friends. But still I want to be cautious.