365 Days for Travelers: Mar 18

Wisdom from Chinese Literary and Buddhist Classics


I love how lotuses grow out of the mud untainted;
how they dance among clear ripples without any
sense of temptation. Their stems hollow yet erect,
blooming in an untrespassing, but converged
manner. Their ever refreshing and omnipresent
scent; standing erect and serene. Such is something
that is not to be frivolously played with but only
appreciated from distance.


While flowers on land
contend for beauty and glamour,
Lotuses quietly spread their scents
from the cyan waters of the pond.
They do not vie with peach blossoms and plums
for the spring wind,
But deliver coolness to the stream of summer heats.