May 18th, 2018

I'm confirmed in my zany ways,
Out of step with the world.
Peddling tea for a living
Goes with the natural grain.
A quiet mind and a plain life
Excels the finest luxury
A content mind and tattered robe
Better far than finest silk.
At dawn I dip from the well,
When I leave I carry the moon;
I shoulder my brazier at evening
And come back trailing the clouds.
This is how I've learned to live
Rambling free of material things
Beyond the clash of “pro” and “con.”

Baisao (1675-1763)