Thank you, Yuxuan Francis Liu. This will not be the last time I read this story. It is too familiar.
"Wang Wei wrote: “seeking again I fear I’d lose the way, tomorrow I will go out to continue my climbs.”
Life continues, and we may be struck by external waves again and again. But we already carry the innate capacity to reposition ourselves in its current."
I suppose any who seek will lose their way, but with a measure of hope at night, tomorrow will arise wholesome states all can happily live with.
Thanks so much, Paul. I'm really glad this writing on Wang Wei resonates with you. My own reflections on Wang Wei have become more frequent in the past few years. I found that beneath his poetry, there are so many unsaid things, so relatable.
Thank you, Yuxuan Francis Liu. This will not be the last time I read this story. It is too familiar.
"Wang Wei wrote: “seeking again I fear I’d lose the way, tomorrow I will go out to continue my climbs.”
Life continues, and we may be struck by external waves again and again. But we already carry the innate capacity to reposition ourselves in its current."
I suppose any who seek will lose their way, but with a measure of hope at night, tomorrow will arise wholesome states all can happily live with.
Thanks so much, Paul. I'm really glad this writing on Wang Wei resonates with you. My own reflections on Wang Wei have become more frequent in the past few years. I found that beneath his poetry, there are so many unsaid things, so relatable.
Your words bring me consolation. Thank you.
This writing form feels strangely like a painting. Thank you.
Thanks so much. I was thinking of the scenes in Wang Wei's poems, guess I was also affected by them!