sensibility

Why is a heart
attached to cherry blossoms
still in this body
which, I thought,
had forsaken the world?

Saigyô

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immortal heart

We have become drunk and our heart has departed, it has
fled from us — whither has it gone?
When it saw that the chain of reason was broken,
immediately my heart took to flight.
It will not have gone to any other place, it has departed to
the seclusion of God.
Seek it not in the house, for it is of the air;
it is a bird of the air, and has gone into the air.
It is the white falcon of the Emperor; it has taken flight, and
departed to the Emperor.

Rumi

the palace of wei

The wind blows from the North.
He looks and his eyes are cold.
He looks and smiles and then goes forth,
My grief grows old.

The wind blows and the dust.
To-morrow he swears he will come.
His words are kind, but he breaks his trust,
My heart is numb.

All day the wind blew strong,
The sun was buried deep.
I have thought of him so long, so long,
I cannot sleep.

The clouds are black with night,
The thunder brings no rain,
I wake and there is no light,
I bear my pain.