On Wumenguan - koan 10
Poor Qingsui drinks wine
Buddy can you spare a dime
Suddhodana’s boy
(via Twitter / John Hicks)
Content with chipped bowl and tattered robe,
My life moves on serenly.
The single task: allaying hunger, thirst,
Indifferent to the murmurous world.
— Tonsui (?-1683)
- But Buson said it best in haiku:
Dewy moon -
These saucepans
are beautiful.
- Or my beloved Issa (1763-1827):
Cherry blossoms?
In these parts
grass also blooms.
