Thoughts exhausted
I return to the woods.
By a stream winding
through mossy rocks
In the old forest
I too turn
clear and transparent.
Empty of thoughts
Quiet finds me.
- Ryōkan (1758-1831), a Japanese poet and Zen hermit monk. Heron Dance translation.
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Yes! Thank you for this image that stills me, and the encouraging words from Ryokon, “empty of thoughts”… I find this most essential to cultivate now more than ever…remembering to rest in this place of inner quiet.
Thank you so much Rod-
Lovely art & thoughts..great appreciation Rod….