Posts tagged with ‘cold mountain’

Our lives are circumscribed by dust

we’re like bugs inside a bowl

going in circles all day long

never leaving our bowl

eternal life is beyond our reach

afflictions never end

the months and years fly by

suddenly we’re old men

- Cold Mountain

Birth and death are decreed

wealth and fame are bestowed by the Heaven

these are sayings of the ancients

I’m not passing on lies

geniuses all die young

fools enjoy long lives

stupid creatures are rich

and brilliant scholars are broke

    -Cold Mountain