Victor Scerri
Drabbles touring Japan
Wisdom in the cobweb

Touring Japan, we stopped at a place called Minamata, in the countryside. We were shown to our room. To our surprise, we could hear the delightful sounds of an onsen, adjacent to the guesthouse. Listening to the sounds of running water in an embracing, harmonious atmosphere, I went to investigate. My mind was at peace until, I saw the largest spider I have ever seen, crouching in the centre of its own intricately woven web. I froze, but recalled. Not to disturb nature, but to live in harmony without fear, according to Zen thinking, is the key to accepting oneself.


The flowering of the cherry blossom

Japan’s brief duration of the cherry blossom, expressed in four ways: one, the red and pink-coloured petals around the bud before the flower blooms; two, the cherry blossom that becomes more white and pink; three, the whoosh from a sudden gust of wind propelling the delicate flowers to perform a dreamlike dance of nature, floating on pockets of air as if to excel all other dances portrayed by leaves and petals; and four, to lay a majestic carpet reflecting its short stay, that reads; Veni, Vidi, Vici “I came, I saw, and I conquered” in the grand arrival of spring.


The Monk & the stranger

A Monk was walking by when a stranger asked him what his purpose was in life. The Monk replied; to be enlightened. Twenty years passed, coincidentally, the Monk and the stranger met again. The stranger asked the same question as to what purpose he had in life, and the Monk replied “to be enlightened.” The stranger looked at the Monk and said, “Your answer was the same twenty years ago.”The Monk smiled and replied, my word” Twenty years is merely a breath.”
The philosophy of this story is; if a mere breath is twenty years, how long is life?

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 28.08.2010

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