O novo Ashram minimalista

segunda-feira, 22 de junho de 2009

Om mane padme hum

And down the loaded air there comes
The thunder of Thibetan drums,
And droned - "Om mane padme hums" -
- A world's-width from Kamakura.
Yet Brahmans rule Benares still,
Buddh-Gaya's ruins pit the hill,
And beef-fed zealots threaten ill
- To Buddha and Kamakura.
A tourist-show, a legend told,
A rusting bulk of bronze and gold,
So much, and scarce so much, ye hold
- The meaning of Kamakura?
But when the morning prayer is prayed,
Think, ere ye pass to strife and trade,
Is God in human image made
- No nearer than Kamakura?

Rudyard Kipling, The Buddha at Kamakura

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