A thousand clouds and ten thousand
streams—
among them is one individual at
ease.
In the light of day, he wanders in green
mountains.
At night, he circles back to sleep
beneath a cliff.
The springs and autumns quickly pass.
Untroubled, he is free of worldly
entanglements.
Light-hearted, he depends on
nothing.
Becalmed, he is as placid as the waters in an
autumn river.
279-red
pine; 282-henricks; 61-watson; 241-tanahashi
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