Als wij alles wisten,
zouden we dan nog dromen?
Zouden we nog zoeken
naar betekenis in de sterren?
Misschien is niet weten
de grootste vrijheid---
een open weg
vol wonder en verlangen.
Met de jaren
komt het inzicht,
het dunne vlies
tussen wat was
en wat nooit zal zijn.
De blik wordt scherper,
de stormen kleiner,
het verlangen stiller.
Vragen verliezen hun haast,
......
Oh! me in those very known situations,
learning to thrive in those known but unknown situations.
what felt before, a piece of cake,
but wasn't one that appears to be.
then all of a sudden rather appears a rationale opportunity,
changed the irrational behavior and turned to be a completely new me.
I once wrote a song I could but not finish…
Whoever finishes the songs of life?
But tell me, how? when each end begins with a new life lease?
I once met a man who paints only in shades and tints
Whoever applauds the silver greyness of the cloudless skies?
But tell me, whoever shuts out the radiance of the rainbow colours?
Ijangbon boldly pushes Odumare’s last limits, but as…
We know insanity remains the smallest room in the castle of audacity
......
Because of its lack of wisdom,
A snake drinks milk
And emits poison.
Because of his vast wisdom,
A saint drinks poison
And offers milk.
This is wisdom in oneness,
Wisdom in perfection,
Wisdom in God-satisfaction.
All of us must act like a saint.
......
Met de jaren
komt het inzicht,
het dunne vlies
tussen wat was
en wat nooit zal zijn.
De blik wordt scherper,
de stormen kleiner,
het verlangen stiller.
Vragen verliezen hun haast,
......
Als wij alles wisten,
zouden we dan nog dromen?
Zouden we nog zoeken
naar betekenis in de sterren?
Misschien is niet weten
de grootste vrijheid---
een open weg
vol wonder en verlangen.
The language of love requires no translation,
The language of trust needs no explanation,
The language of honesty needs no interpretation,
The language of wisdom requires no noise,
The language of kindness requires no words.
I grasp for thoughts that others bid me hold,
And eagerly attend my lessons well.
But though I strive, and in the end excel,
What have I learned except what I’ve been told?
And all the words of wisdom spun with gold
Avail me not, for though they weave their spell,
Their voices dim. In turn, I bid farewell
To youthful past and rapidly grow old!
Where stands youth from old men facing death?
I search my lessons vainly for such scope,
......
Deep within the silence of my soul is a light
that accompany me through the darkness bright
like a flame balancing in the shadow of time
I have to complete my goal and take what is mine
I will not curse the darkness but will seek to forgive
that their time be extended from what they give
I will always be faithful to nature for what it bring
......