As certain as color
Passes from the petal,
Irrevocable as flesh,
The gazing eye falls through the world.
[Ono No Komachi - One Hundred Poems from the Japanese]
|Giorgio Morandi Natura Morta 1957|
'Now for me, 'the glass is already broken'. Once a westerner asked Achaan Chah, a great Thai teacher, why he had so many material things in his room. He replied: 'You see this glass, to me it is already broken. While it is still intact on the table I use it. It even has beautiful colours when the sun shines and a lovely sound when I hit it with a spoon. But for me, it is already broken.' This means no attachment, not trying to keep anything.'