Guest guest Posted February 24, 2003 Report Share Posted February 24, 2003 To what shall I liken the world? Moonlight, reflected In dewdrops. Shaken from a crane's bill. To what shall I liken the dance of Shiva? Shadows of bamboo, sweeping the courtyard, with great gusto; Not a single mote of dust, stirred, and leaving no stone unturned. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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