who is Master Izi, nobody ask this question.
Here are my old diary notes tell us :
A man whose life is
like a wind blown piece of leaf
ardent composer of sufic kyoku.
Bitter severity, the angry face,
with a broadly relaxing air of tenderness.
The compassionate heart with
frosty wintriness of
an unbending spirit.
Wherever there is a stream
of wisdom and pleasant mountains of remembrance
there is my fuqara and family teahut.
But what I like is where
the Bamboos of illumination
is thick, surrounded by nihilism and
majestic clouds of...many seekers confusion.
A bit of master Izi past struggles when he was young, brash, fearless and thirsty for wisdom:
ReplyDeleteWho am I , the masterless neo-matrix
educated by miyazaki forests
and nurtured by pure Dogen dew drops,
soar with wings of Rumi
and Hafiz, unabated free brave
crossing oceans continents..
just to serve you a cup of uncorrupted jasmine Tea. So you may awaken from fear and slumber....dusty Kitaro Silk Road ahead...