August
I made friends with the white clouds
And grey storks
Who gently reply to the fresh wind
And the bright moon.
Unaffected by the passage of time
I remain bright and quiet while I sit.
A bowl of porridge,
A plate of wild greens,
And a cup of tea:
I smile
– Kusan Sunim (1909-1983)
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