March 03^rd, 2021

Song of the Grass Roof Hermitage

I’ve built a grass hut
Where there's nothing of value
After eating, I relax and enjoy a nap.
When it was completed,BR> Fresh weeds appeared.
Now it’s been lived in,
Covered by weeds.
The person in the hut
Lives here calmly,
Not stuck to inside, outside,
Or in between.