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Yuan Mei - Nearing Hao-pa

(I saw in the mist a little village of a few tiled roofs and joyfully admired it.)

There's a stream, and there's bamboo,
there's mulberry and hemp.
Mist-hid, clouded hamlet,
a mild, tranquil place.
Just a few tilled acres.
Just a few tiled roofs.
How many lives would I
have to live, to get
that simple.


-- from A Drifting Boat: Chinese Zen Poetry, Edited by J. P. Seaton / Edited by Dennis Maloney
Poetry Chaikhana | Yuan Mei - Nearing Hao-pa
Tags: buddhism, nature mysticism, sacred poetry, simplicity, taoism, yuan mei, zen
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