December 05th, 2023

In the still night by the vacant window,
Wrapped in monk's robe I sit in meditation,
Navel and nostrils lined up straight,
Ears paired to the slope of shoulders.
Window whitens, the moon comes up;
Rain's stopped, but drops go on dripping.
Wonderful, the mood of this moment;
Distant, vast.

Ryokan (1758-1831)