The life philosophy of the Giant Panda
Video In memory to the big earthquake in China 2008
The life philosophy of the Giant Pandas
The glory of life,
the realization of the pleasure of existence
and a short pause after the bamboo meal are the small,
but fine milestones of the Panda philosophy.
The joy in a lush bamboo stick,
the treat pure to be able to close your eyes
and listen to the softly snap of the bamboo fibre
– inner peace with yourself and the world around you.
To take time out, to raise the view into the azure of the sky,
Because the present counts.
Maybe everything will fall into chaos, death and destruction.
When earth was quaking in May 2008, liveliness and death became present.
A new leave, a new rose and a new Panda life were born.
And on the other side in the same direction died another leave,
Sagged a fresh blooming rose and a beautiful Panda life ceased.
The happy singing of the birds died and the sorrow and grief of the humans,
Who were still alive, became big and immensely.
And you were still asking yourself again: Why is our planet that cruel?
Why does the nature destroy the beauty and the good it has just created?
There are no answers on these questions,
Because we are only a part of the wonderful and savage creation.
The life philosophy of the Giant Pandas
The glory of life,
the realization of the pleasure of existence
and a short pause after the bamboo meal are the small,
but fine milestones of the Panda philosophy.
The joy in a lush bamboo stick,
the treat pure to be able to close your eyes
and listen to the softly snap of the bamboo fibre
– inner peace with yourself and the world around you.
To take time out, to raise the view into the azure of the sky,
Because the present counts.
Maybe everything will fall into chaos, death and destruction.
When earth was quaking in May 2008, liveliness and death became present.
A new leave, a new rose and a new Panda life were born.
And on the other side in the same direction died another leave,
Sagged a fresh blooming rose and a beautiful Panda life ceased.
The happy singing of the birds died and the sorrow and grief of the humans,
Who were still alive, became big and immensely.
And you were still asking yourself again: Why is our planet that cruel?
Why does the nature destroy the beauty and the good it has just created?
There are no answers on these questions,
Because we are only a part of the wonderful and savage creation.