<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=353484" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Speaking Guide Book</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">“In Chiang Mai<br>there are many shapeful chedis<br>in which nowhere can be seen.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is stillness something<br>or is it merely<br>what’s left over<br>when things<br>disappear? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">How can things<br>which are ever-moving, <br>ever-changing, <br>not be? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stillness is complete and perfect<br>when boundaries disappear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cattle<br>do not feel<br>the farmyard gate<br>pressing against<br>their outward-going faces.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The goat<br>does not feel<br>the rope tugging<br>like the endless past<br>at its throat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bird<br>does not break<br>its wing<br>against the window pane.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The butterfly<br>does not struggle<br>into immobility<br>in the tangles of the spider’s web.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ear ceases to vibrate, <br>the skin to be the terminus<br>of an electric field.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The eye is not stabbed<br>by arrows of fire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the sea is a millpond, <br>a mirror to the sky above, <br>a darkened window<br>to hazy depths below, <br>and the air is palpable<br>in its stillness, <br>where have the waves gone?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Brian+Taylor">Brian Taylor</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=353484" data-title="Speaking Guide Book de Brian Taylor" data-description="“In Chiang Mai there are many shapeful chedis in which nowhere can be seen.” Is stillness something or is it merely what’s left over when things disappear? How can things which are ever-moving, ever-changing, not be? Stillness is comp..."></div> </div> </div>

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