My desires are many and my cry is pitiful,
but ever didst thou save me by hard refusals;
and this strong mercy has been wrought into my life through and through.
Day by day thou art making me worthy of the simple,
great gifts that thou gavest to me unasked——this sky and the light, this body and the
life and the mind——saving me from perils of overmuch desire.
There are times when I languidly linger
and times when I awaken and hurry in search of my goal;
but cruelly thou hidest thyself from before me.
Day by day thou art making me worthy of thy full acceptance by
refusing me ever and anon, saving me from perils of weak, uncertain desire.
I must launch out my boat.
The languid hours pass by on the
shore——Alas for me!
“Trust love even if it brings sorrow.
Do not close up your heart.”
“Ah no, my friend, your words are
Over the green and yellow rice—fields
sweep the shadows of the autumn
clouds followed by the swift—chasing
When I go alone at night to my
love—tryst, birds do not sing, the wind
does not stir, the houses on both sides
Imagine, mother, that you are to stay at home and I …
into strange lands.
Imagine that my boat is ready at the landing fully
Supposing I became a chanpa flower, just for fun, a …
branch high up that tree, and shook in the wind wit …
danced upon the newly budded...
The Golden Boat
Clouds rumbling in the sky; teeming rain.
I sit on the river bank, sad and alone.
Say of him what you please, but I know my child’s f …
I do not love him because he is good, but because h …
Deliverance is not for me in renunciation.
I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds o …
Thou ever pourest for me the fresh draught of...