Thread: A Silly Poem
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Old 10-19-2003, 09:11 AM   #60
Kensho Furuya
Dojo: Aikido Center of Los Angeles
Location: Los Angeles
Join Date: Apr 2002
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Your poem is very timely in light of the recent passing of Arikawa Sensei at Hombu Dojo. Sometimes we don't appreciate people enough until they are gone and know that they can never come back or that we will never see them again. Over the years, I have lost all of my teachers to the passing of time and one feels rather left behind. . . . . I am glad that you can remember your teacher's words because I think they are very important and I thank you for sharing them here for all of us. . . .

Here today and gone tomorrow, they say,

But gone is gone as gone can be.

Where do my teachers go?

To another happier place I pray. . .

To teach again their great knowledge which I will never hear again.

When my times comes too,

Please bury me to face my masters of those wondeful days of past,

So I will have no trouble to find them,

When I awake in another place. . . . . .

(In the Buddhist tradition, you are reborn with your parents for three lives, but you are reborn with your teacher for nine lives. Find a good teacher and treasure him always.) Many thanks,
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