The Fountain
Don’t say, don’t say there is no water
to solace the dryness at our hearts.
I have seen
The fountain springing out of the rock wall
and you drinking there. And I too
before your eyes
found footholds and climbed
to drink the cool water.
The woman of that place, shading her eyes,
frowned as she watched — but not because
she grudged the water,
only because she was waiting
to see we drank our fill and were
refreshed.
Don’t say, don’t say there is no water.
That fountain is there among its scalloped
green and gray stones,
it is still there and always there
with its quiet song and strange power
to spring in us,
up and out through the rock.
~ Denise Levertov ~
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The Dharma Spring
The dharma spring
has never run dry;
it is flowing even now.
A single drop has fallen and spread
far and deep.
Don’t be caught
by the decorations at the edge
and the wall around it.
In the dead of night the moon shines
from the middle of the pond.
~ Musō Soseki ~
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Photo: Gillek Falls, Bulgaria, courtesy of GetYourGuide
