The Sayings of Chen Jen
Number Eleven
What are words?
What can they be?
Shallow as the mind
that thinks them.
Sticky as the heart
that grasps them.
An open window for those
that let them be.
Transcendent or mundane.
Opaque or transparent.
An open door or cold fetters.
It all depends on you.
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Number Eleven
What are words?
What can they be?
Shallow as the mind
that thinks them.
Sticky as the heart
that grasps them.
An open window for those
that let them be.
Transcendent or mundane.
Opaque or transparent.
An open door or cold fetters.
It all depends on you.
This post is part of a series. To view the index, go here.
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