First, some poetry from
the great Japanese poet Monk Sogi;
That man's life is but a
dream -
is what we now come to
know.
Its house abandoned,
the garden has become
home
to butterflies.
Bad news is often
corrected by good news the next day. What once was is now gone and something
else in its place. Yet what once was continues on in another form. Maybe death
is what wakes us up from this dream. Perhaps we’ll sit back and laugh at it
all.
