Walk In Dry Places

Thursday, 23 April 2015

Daily Zen #essentialsofrec #Zen #Buddhism #Buddah #Tao

23
April


Skinny leg, white plumage, the old egret,
Flew before me, now among
Plum-blossomed boughs.
Great river, floating sky, moon’s white connections.
The little boat tied to a tree, breeze in silken strands.
Where there are mountains, I gaze from my window;
When there’s no rain, I mount and ride my horse.
Country travel ten full days,
I’ve had a taste of freedom.
Petty official, school teacher, no more,
Stealing time, to chant these lines.

– Yuan Mei (1716-1798)
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