201-250

201
THE wasp thinks that the honey-hive of the neighbouring bees is too
small.
His neighbours ask him to build one still smaller.

202
"I CANNOT keep your waves," says the bank to the river.
"Let me keep your footprints in my heart."

203
THE day, with the noise of this little earth, drowns the silence of all
worlds.

204
THE song feels the infinite in the air, the picture in the earth, the
poem in the air and the earth;
For its words have meaning that walks and music that soars.

205
WHEN the sun goes down to the West, the East of his morning stands before
him in silence.

206
LET me not put myself wrongly to my world and set it against me.

207
PRAISE shames me, for I secretly beg for it.

208
LET my doing nothing when I have nothing to do become untroubled in its
depth of peace like the evening in the seashore when the water is silent.

209
MAIDEN, your simplicity, like the blueness of the lake, reveals your
depth of truth.

210
THE best does not come alone. It comes with the company of the all.

211
GOD's right hand is gentle, but terrible is his left hand.

212
MY evening came among the alien trees and spoke in a language which my
morning stars did not know.

213
NIGHT'S darkness is a bag that bursts with the gold of the dawn.

214
OUR desire lends the colours of the rainbow to the mere mists and vapours
of life.

215
GOD waits to win back his own flowers as gifts from man's hands.

216
MY sad thoughts tease me asking me their own names.

217
THE service of the fruit is precious, the service of the flower is sweet,
but let my service be the service of the leaves in its shade of humble
devotion.

218
MY heart has spread its sails to the idle winds for the shadowy island of
Anywhere.

219
MEN are cruel, but Man is kind.

220
MAKE me thy cup and let my fulness be for thee and for thine.

221
THE storm is like the cry of some god in pain whose love the earth
refuses.

222
THE world does not leak because death is not a crack.

223
LIFE has become richer by the love that has been lost.

224
MY friend, your great heart shone with the sunrise of the East like the
snowy summit of a lonely hill in the dawn.

225
THE fountain of death makes the still water of life play.

226
THOSE who have everything but thee, my God, laugh at those who have
nothing but thyself.

227
THE movement of life has its rest in its own music.

228
KICKS only raise dust and not crops from the earth.

229
OUR names are the light that glows on the sea waves at night and then
dies without leaving its signature.

230
LET him only see the thorns who has eyes to see the rose.

231
SET bird's wings with gold and it will never again soar in the sky.

232
THE same lotus of our clime blooms here in the alien water with the same
sweetness, under another name.

233
IN heart's perspective the distance looms large.

234
THE moon has her light all over the sky, her dark spots to herself.

235
DO not say, "It is morning," and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See
it for the first time as a new-born child that has no name.

236
SMOKE boasts to the sky, and Ashes to the earth, that they are brothers
to the fire.

237
THE raindrop whispered to the jasmine, "Keep me in your heart for ever."

The jasmine sighed, "Alas," and dropped to the ground.

238
TIMID thoughts, do not be afraid of me.
I am a poet.

239
THE dim silence of my mind seems filled with crickets' chirp--the grey
twilight of sound.

240
ROCKETS, your insult to the stars follows yourself back to the earth.

241
THOU hast led me through my crowded travels of the day to my evening's
loneliness.
I wait for its meaning through the stillness of the night.

242
THIS life is the crossing of a sea, where we meet in the same narrow
ship.
In death we reach the shore and go to our different worlds.

243
THE stream of truth flows through its channels of mistakes.

244
MY heart is homesick to-day for the one sweet hour across the sea of
time.

245
THE bird-song is the echo of the morning light back from the earth.

246
"ARE you too proud to kiss me?" the morning light asks the buttercup.

247
"HOW may I sing to thee and worship, O Sun?" asked the little flower.
"By the simple silence of thy purity," answered the sun.

248
MAN is worse than an animal when he is an animal.

249
DARK clouds become heaven's flowers when kissed by light.

250
LET not the sword-blade mock its handle for being blunt.