CDHK Weekend Meditation 51

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September 23, 2018 by petrujviljoen

Staying with Tagore’s poems.

The distillation:

wisteria – three
years’ worth of growth and dying
– one clump of blue rain

plant’s innate facility in taking infinite care while people try to beat the clock – always only minutes to spare – or not.

Thinking on this I imagine God raising Her eyebrows at the concept of: It’s too late!

rivers flow
to a waiting
ocean

wisteria

Wisteria or blue rain. Copyright Petru J Viljoen

 

Endless Time

Time is endless in thy hands, my lord. 
There is none to count thy minutes. 

Days and nights pass and ages bloom and fade like flowers. 

Thou knowest how to wait. 

Thy centuries follow each other perfecting a small wild flower. 


We have no time to lose, 

and having no time we must scramble for a chance. 
We are too poor to be late. 

And thus it is that time goes by 

while I give it to every querulous man who claims it, 
and thine altar is empty of all offerings to the last. 

At the end of the day I hasten in fear lest thy gate be shut; 

but I find that yet there is time. 

© Rabindranath Tagore

Linked to Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

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11 thoughts on “CDHK Weekend Meditation 51

  1. memadtwo says:

    It’s always too late with wisteria. And yet…other voices, other rooms. (K)

  2. I love the patience of the ocean in your second haiku and the idea of ‘God raising Her eyebrows’ :o) xxx

  3. lynn__ says:

    I like the idea of God’s eyebrows raising at our phrase, “It’s too late!” 🙂

  4. Suzanne says:

    I like your haiku and the way Tagore’s poem has inspired to go in creative tangents.

  5. pennygadd51 says:

    Thank you for the lovely meditation and for the glorious poem by Tagore.

  6. Jules says:

    The weather has been hard all over this year. I never did get in a container garden. And the two herbs I did pot, did not fair well.

    I like that you give the Supreme Being Feminine attributes. As I think there is more forgiveness and conscious for the growth of Her children.

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