My Own Awareness
As your hearts and minds wither, the fault does not lie in others
It’s you who lazily neglected to water them
As you become more stubborn, it’s not your friend’s faultYou are the one who lost the flexibility
When annoyed and irritated, let’s not fault your close kin
After all, it’s more that you did not handle everything with ease
As that Beginner’s Mind fade and disappear, do not blame the demands of daily living. Ultimately isn’t the blame on the feeble determination, weak dedication.
All problems we face, let’s not blame the world we live in today, having abandoned the glimmer of reverence for our principals
For God’s sake, Protect your own sensitivity
(You alone possess the power to refine your very own awareness)
What an idiot !
Noriko Ibaragi
Another tough poem to translate … what an idiot I am. Every translation is a subtle betrayal of the original. Knowing that and to still translate is a sign that I am a real idiot. That I admit to being.
Am an Idiot … only redeeming quality of it is that I am authentically … an idiot.
I love Noriko Ibaragi – our mother’s and grandmother’s generation, we had a woman poet like this … is something that we should all take pride in.
She is such a badda.. – oh, cannot make myself say it – such a prude and … yes, an idiot that I am.
My own poetry too embarrassed to share but perhaps someday it is to be recited during the practice. Anyway –
Gotta go water my goodies to remain flexible and aware through the daily practice. Namaste:)
