today’s begging is finished; at the crossroadsi wander by the side of hachiman shrinetalking with some children.last year, a foolish monk;this year, no change!

have you forgotten meor lost the path here?i wait for youall day, every daybut you do not appear.

The thief left it behind:the moonat my window.

Returning to my native village after many years’ absence:I put up at a country inn and listen to the rain.One robe, one bowl is all I have.I light incense and…

Too lazy to be ambitious,I let the world take care of itself.Ten days’ worth of rice in my bag;a bundle of twigs by the fireplace.Why chatter about delusion and enlightenment?Listening…