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"Breaking the silence of an ancient pond,
a frog jumped into water,
a deep resonance”
This is one of the many English translations of the beautiful Frog Haiku by Matsuo Bashô’s, written 350 years ago, and still reminding us to be present and alert, now and forever.
I heard this exact version of the Haiku for the first time in one on my English classes at school, and I never forgot the words, the images behind the words, the magical frog, and the sound of the deep silence.
I am not a Zen Master like the frog. I only wrote the “delicate” poem for the Devil above, and though I keep forgetting the here and now all the time, slowly but constantly I am getting better at gaining awareness that I am regularly ignoring the present in order to dive into my pond of dreams and analytical thoughts…
Now I am here, slowly typing these words, enjoying the fresh air coming in through the window after a very hot summer week, trying to decrypt the signs of the birds, which seem to be denying the forecasted storm…
I have all the time in the universe.
I am one of the limitless, boundless quantum fluctuations of the universe.