Читать книгу The Flow of Life. Zen - Ар'лан ис'Дрекхэм - Страница 6

Drink water as the elixir of forgotten gods — pure, ice-cold, drawn from the wellspring of being. Drink the wine of passion, the tears of loss, the nectar of love. The body is a vessel, thirsting to be filled. In every drop lies a reminder: life flows — do not stand upon the bank. Write: what shall quench your true thirst?