"Without a jot of ambition left I let my nature flow where it will. There are ten days of rice in my bag And, by the hearth, a bundle of firewood. Who pratt

"Without a jot of ambition left I let my nature flow where it will. There are ten days of rice in my bag And, by the hearth, a bundle of firewood. Who prattles of illusion or nirvana? Forgetting the equal dusts of name and fortune, Listening to the night rain on the roof of my hut, I sit at ease, both legs stretched out." Ryokan (1757-1831)