Showing posts with label Garden: Pond. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Garden: Pond. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 19, 2000

Garden: It was a good thing...


It was a good thing, hail fell on the ground, for it lost its selfhood: Melting, it turned into water and rolled down to the pond.

Next: This is the end of a path, but not the end of the garden. Begin again: would you like to follow the FLUTE, or answer the call of the VEENA?


[Source: CV 3.9.3]

Sunday, September 17, 2000

Garden: The Kunjha crane...


The Kunjha crane cries plaintively in the SKY; thunder roars and the PONDS are filled — but she whom her Lord has deserved endures untold torment.

Where to next: the POND or the SKY?


[Source: CV 3.2.3]

Kunjha. This crane is famous for having inspired Valmiki to compose the first poetry: a hunter killed a male crane, and when Valmiki heard the grieving cries of the she-crane, he was inspired to invent poetry. You can find out more at Wikipedia: Demoiselle crane.