The blog will pick a word of the week, to share & explore the selected word. Here’s an expression for the word – ichi-go ichi-e 一期一会.
In silence
the tea pot is poured
hands steady with care.
Because this moment
fragile as porcelain
will never be poured the same way twice.
There are infinite tomorrows
but not this one.
Not this exact sky
not this exact sunset
not we, as we are now.
Tomorrow, it will not be
this unrepeatable now.
That is enough
to make it sacred.
We speak as if
there will be more mornings
more afternoons, more laughter.
But time does not promise
what we assume.
So, we gather this hour
like fallen petals
precious because they fall.
We hold this moment
complete in itself
like a single note
that needs no song.
We stay fully, fiercely
in the only moment we have.
Now.
