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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