This field I’ve plowed and sown
has been bought and sold
but it’s always new:
look at the young sprouts.
I wander into the Buddha Hall
tiller and hoe in hand.
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Shundo David Haye 
I usually don’t care much for poems, but this is a nice one in more than one regard.
Especially the last verse linking the mundane to Zen seems quite striking to me.
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Thanks! I am not the biggest poetry fan myself, but I know people like them, so I got into the Sunday poem habit
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