sunny slopes of the hindu kush

sunny slopes of the hindu kush
Willard Kurtz's room

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

In the review mirror

Taking Leave of a Friend

Blue mountains lie beyond the north walls;
Round the city’s eastern side flows the white water.
Here we part, friend, once forever,
You go ten thousand miles, drifting away
Like an unrooted watergrass.
Oh, the floating clouds and the thoughts of a wanderer!
Oh, the sunset and the longing of an old friend!
We ride away from each other, waving our hands,
While our horses neigh softly, softly…..

Li Po


We are heading home today. There will be a great deal of waiting, standing in line and waiting. Patience and more patience and waiting to sleep. Our goodbyes have started some are obligatory and others are laced with sorrow. There are never enough words when it comes from the heart.

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