I'd like to meet:
pyjama ninja poetry
the sky looks good today
the birds have come out to play
this blood i wash away
your remains i leave here to stay
i think you will like it here
the river flows nice and clear
the grass is green and clean
and the woodlen creatures are my favourite feature
the road ahead looks long
my enimies are still many
although there is nothing behind me either
and only you who keeps me here
i am ninja
without a master
without a home
suddenly the clouds have started to take shape
another storm is coming
so i continue
if not for your sake
then at least for mine
this quest is not yet over
and there will always be another
Music:
into the soul absolutely free
from thoughts and emotion,
even the tiger finds no room
to insert it's fierce claws.
one and the same breeze passes
over the pines on the mountain
and the oak trees in the valley;
and why do they give different notes?
no thinking, no reflecting,
perfect emptiness;
yet therein something moves,
following its own course.
the eye sees it,
but no hands can take hold of it -
the moon in the stream.
clouds and mists,
they are midair transformations;
above them eternally shine the sun and the moon.
victory is for the one,
even before the combat,
who has no thought of himself,
abiding in the no-mind-ness of great origin.