Simple Joy is Beyond Compare

A L O H A From Honolulu!

In one of his letters, Seneca

remarks that he began his journey

already shipwrecked. Meaning he

was traveling exceedingly light,

such as one might be equipped

after escaping from a

sinking ship with only

necessities quickly grabbed.

Giant Tumble

We are all traveling light now,

some near -- some far

but traveling we are

from the old times

to the new world.

    

Orchid Rumble

Simple pleasures still apply.

Ride light in the saddle.

Trust that predawn

enlightening

of the sky.

Cloud Reflection for your inspection

A little stream came tumbling

from the height, And struggling

into ocean as it might.

Its bounding crystal frolick'd

in the ray, And gush'd from

cliff to crag with saltless spray.

     Lord Byron

Gobsmacked!

Cassia Blossoms on the Rack

The golden moments in 

the stream of life rush past us,

and we see nothing but sand;

the angels come to visit us,

and we only know them

when they are gone.

   George Eliot

My Domestic Maniac

I loved you dearly, Stone Fish Lake,

With your rock-island shaped like a swimming fish!

On the fish’s back is the Wine-cup Hollow

And round the fish,—the flowing waters of the Lake.

The boys on the shore sent little wooden ships,

Each made to carry a single cup of wine.

The island-drinkers emptied the liquor-boats

And set their sails and sent them back for more.

On the shores of the Lake were jutting slabs of rock

And under the rocks there flowed an icy stream.

Heated with wine, to rinse our mouths and hands

In those cold waters was a joy beyond compare!

By Yüan Chieh [Circa a.d. 740-770;

Underappreciated contemporary of Li Po]

𐐝𐐝𐐝𐐝𐐝𐐝𐐝𐐝𐐝𐐝𐐝𐐝𐐝𐐝𐐝𐐝𐑀𐐬𐐗

Love You,

Pixie & Cloudia

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