A poem by theatre doyen Kuo Pao Kun in 1977:
"The world doesn't treat us unkindly or forget us
in the midst of solitude
even the Maize each day teaches me generously:
let the shoots rise high
take in all the sunlight
and love the wind and rain
let the roots reach down deep
suck in all the nutrients
and keep the body firm
only wishing that in the rich harvest
transforming all that it has
into a few fruits and offering them to us"
"Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself..." -- Paulo Coelho, author of the The Alchemist
ONE THING that struck me a lot during yesterday's Great Bible Adventure session at St Ig. was the way Jeff Cavins linked "love" (or the lack of) with "the fear of suffering". A major part of his explanation for Lesson 1: Early World reminded me of a talk by Scott Hahn -- how the word "serpent" in the original Hebrew text was equivalent to that used for the leviathan, how Eve was threatened by a sea monster, and yet how the first Adam dared not stand up to protect his wife (to "lay down his life", so to speak) out of a fear of suffering... What's new was: how Cavins "loved" his wife and nine months later, his wife was experiencing labor pains -- ready to give birth to the fruit of their love, a baby! i cannot remember and write down his eloquent words here. But i remember the lump in my throat and how moved i was by the message that when one loves deeply enough, one can overcome the fear of suffering.
Today had passed by quite uneventfully. Swam in the pool with my neighbour and her daughter. Took a nap. Went through some teaching materials with an ex-colleague who's taking over a teaching assignment from me. Watched some very boring programmes on TV...
It then occured to me that i could try watching the VCD that was given away during a memorial service for playwright Kuo Pao Kun when he died in September 2002. i was there because i had enjoyed and loved his plays, such as Lao Jiu and The Coffin is Too Big for the Hole. Humorous, memorable, insightful.
Strangely, the VCD kept highlighting a poem written by Kuo in 1977 over and over again. The wordings (as quoted above) were kind of reminescent of Jesus' parable of the vine and the branches. Hmmmm... curious... how is this representative of Kuo?
Did a google search and found out that Kuo was detained without trial under the Internal Security Act for alleged communist activities in 1976, and Kuo's Singaporean citizenship was taken way in 1977. Wow! What an indomitable spirit!