“No snowflake ever falls in the wrong place.”
Dammit, that was the best answer he was going to get. The way had been long, and treacherous. As all ways were. If a path is easy, is the journey the same? Is the answer? Now he was thinking in riddles – that damned daitengu. How long had he been perched high on his mountain top, staring into himself and into the soul of the universe?
As though sensing his thoughts the golden-robed monster cast his placid eyes downward.
“Sitting peacefully doing nothing – Spring comes. And the grass grows all by itself.”
Ichiro hid his contempt well enough – what use was the gift of prophecy if you could only speak in tongues? His father had warned him. To speak to the daitengu was to invoke madness – he turned on his heel and stepped back into the forest. He heard the washed out voice whisper behind him.
“We shape clay into a pot, but it is the emptiness inside that holds whatever we want.”
What did that mean?
That to talk to the daitengu was to invite madness.
My fourth day of the A to Z Challenge, the letter ‘D.’ D is for daitengu, a species of monster native to Japan. They were converted to Buddhism by travelling monks – and although wise, the daitengu can also be ferocious protectors of their forests. I’m on holiday in Japan at the moment (hooray!) and seeing as I also grew up there I think a few of these monsters will be Japanese (there are so many good ones!) Additional words, again from the ancients, this time from Lao Tzu and Ts’ai Ken T’an. Comments and criticism always welcome!