Monday, September 29, 2014

A Poem


Since I came to this hermitage
How many years have passed?
If I am tired I stretch out my feet;
If I feel fine I go for a stroll in the mountains.
The ridicule or praise of worldly people means nothing.
Following my destiny, for this body I have received from my parents
I have only thanks.

---Ryokan---

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