Word and Image

[karadin.livejournal.com]

The knell of the bells at the Gion temple
Echoes the impermanence of all things.
The colour of the flowers on its double-trunked tree
Reveals the truth that to flourish is to fall.
He who is proud is not so for long,
Like a passing dream on a night in spring.
He who is brave is finally destroyed,
To be no more than dust before the wind.

Beginning of the Heike Monogatari - 13th century

Comments

[cyanidedreams61.livejournal.com]

I love the poem *.*