The winds have died, but flowers go on falling;
birds call, but silence penetrates each song.The Mystery! Unknowable, unlearnable.
The virtue of Kannon.
The Winds Have Died
About the poet
Taigu Ryokan
1758-1831/JapaneseRyōkan was born in the village of Izumozaki in Echigo Province (now Niigata Prefecture) in Japan to the village headman. He renounced the world at an early age to train at nearby Sōtō Zen temple Kōshōji, refusing to meet with or accept chari…
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Too Lazy To Be Ambitious
Too lazy to be ambitious,I let the world take care of itself.
Rise Above
you must rise abovethe gloomy clouds
Returning To My Native Village
Returning to my native village after many years’ absence:I put up at a country inn and listen to the rain.
Begging
today's begging is finished; at the crossroadsi wander by the side of hachiman shrine
No Mind
With no mind, flowers lure thebutterfly;
