Zen Geezering

In my [later] years I love the Tao
And by Deep South Mountain I make my home.
When happy I go alone into the mountains.
Only I understand this joy.
I walk until the water ends, and sit
Waiting for the hour when clouds rise.
If I happen to meet an old woodsman,
I chat with him, laughing and lost to time. 

                              – Wang Wei (699-759)

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