Sunday, December 26, 2010

My hermitage





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My hermitage lies in a forest all around me,
Everything is thick and green
no one finds this place,
Only those who have lost their way.
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No news of the affairs of men
Only the occasional song of a woodcutter.
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A thousand peaks, ten thousand mountain streams
yet no signs of anyone.
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~ Ryokan
art by Cezanne
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