Temporary Moments....

people come and they go

rivers passing us by
and we think that the water is still there

we imagine that it is only the sound of the river that is leaving us.

we sit beside it and always think that it is always the same.

by RIC BASTASA

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Desire past and unfulfilled- and so doubly piquant. Suggests such desire may have as reverberant an outcome as desire fulfilled. At least, it asks everyone to consider the possibility. An interesting- and specifically human meditation. No other animal can meditate desire denied. MM. Elegant translation. Deserves far more than a 5.7. MM