August 06th, 2017

When all hope of
Profit and fame is gone,
Yes and no, right and wrong
Lose their meanings.
The world no longer
Draws me to the front door.
Green trees lean over
And shade a corner of the house.
Blue hills fill to perfection
The space over the wall.
Here is a simple
Bamboo fence and thatched cottage.

Ma Chih-Yuan