Li Bai
When was the lightest minute of laughter in your day?
📝ONGO's Reflection
Reading Li Bai's poems, you feel as if a cup of wine has been set at your lips. He was poor all his life and never rose to high office, yet his writing holds an abundance no poverty could ever catch. While we move through our days with heavy shoulders, he was already asking us, a thousand years ago, "Have you paused, even once, to look up at tonight's moon?" That single act of looking up turns poverty into wealth and an ordinary night into a poem. Li Bai came to teach us exactly that.
"Among the flowers, a jug of wine — I drink alone, no friend with me. I raise my cup to invite the moon; my shadow joins us, making three."Li Bai, 月下獨酌 (Drinking Alone Under the Moon)
🌱Apply It Today
Tonight before sleep, set down your phone and look up at the sky outside your window for just one minute. It's fine if you can't see the stars. The simple act of lifting your head changes the weight of the day.
