Ryōkan: hide and go seeking
A nice little talk on the great fool himself by Eido Frances Carney who has just written a new book on Ryōkan:
The book sounds well worth a read too.
My hut lies in the middle of a dense forest;
Every year the green ivy grows longer.
No news of the affairs of men,
Only the occasional song of a woodcutter.
The sun shines and I mend my robe;
When the moon comes out I read Buddhist poems.
I have nothing to report my friends.
If you want to find the meaning, stop chasing after
so many things.