I hear the faint sound of drops that are falling somewhere else
\nDroplets pounding and crashing and smashing
\nQuietly to the ground beyond these walls.
\nYet alone I sit within these walls.
\nI know there is life beyond the walls,
\nBut I dare not shout out to it,
\nDare not disturb faint dripping sounds,
\nSmashing to the ground.<\/p>\n
Do I dare disturb the universe?<\/p>\n
There is a universe out there,
\nBut it is foreign to my senses.
\nI consider it foregn to myself.<\/p>\n
Do I dare disturb a foreigner?<\/p>\n
I’ve my own universe with which I must deal.
\nI’ve my own life to lead,
\nMy own detachment, my own walls.
\nI call it a life.<\/p>\n
Do I dare disturb a life?<\/p>\n
Every day I arise to disturb a life.
\nI disturb the life, yet the life is mine.
\nThat life is no less a foreigner
\nThan I am to myself.<\/p>\n
How well do I know myself?<\/p>\n
I am a foreigner, and daily I disturb myself.
\nThe foreign life is disturbed,
\nYet is no less a part of the universe
\nThan the universe itself.<\/p>\n
The universe is disturbed
\nBy droplets, falling to the ground;
\nI am disturbed, knowing they are somewhere else
\nAnd thinking they are foreign.<\/p>\n
The disturbance comes not from
\nTheir existence, or from any existence,
\nBut from the thought of that existence
\nI call a life.<\/p>\n
I need remove the thought,
\nAnd the universe will be at ease.<\/p>\n
I will not be disturbed.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I hear the faint sound of drops that are falling somewhere else
Droplets pounding and crashing and smashing
Quietly to the ground beyond these walls.
Yet alone I sit within these walls.
I know there is life beyond the walls,
But I dare not shout out to it,
Dare not disturb faint dripping sounds,
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