Under the trees,
welcoming spring.
Things take care of themselves.
A monk looks weird
to the common folk.
The Teaching of this New Year
is not outside the mind.
Filling the eye,
blue, blue mountains
in all directions.
Under the trees,
welcoming spring.
Things take care of themselves.
A monk looks weird
to the common folk.
The Teaching of this New Year
is not outside the mind.
Filling the eye,
blue, blue mountains
in all directions.
“Things take care of them selves”. We wiggle. We wrestle. We plot. We scheme. But ultimately things take care of themselves.
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