Listening to the silent sound Of the moss-covered stream I feel myself grow as calm and transparent As the soundless

sound of the covered current! Living alone in the woods Where few visitors cast shadows How clean and clear I find the moon Beaming so quiet in the lue! !ach maple leaf" #luttering away" One and all" $howing its face and

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'ould the pine trees spea% $tanding on the hill at dus% I would as% of them (he things of the y gone days How desolate my life here is! But how transparent my mind is )ust as I spend each day As it comes and goes! In the world of dreams I*ve een dreaming on and on And upon wa%ing up How loneliness pierces me +y sleeves are wet with tears Brooding on the ups and downs Of which so full is the world As it goes shifting on and on! In the world (hings appearing to e,ist Will pass away one y one How long should I remain lamenting! If one as%s What goes on inside this mon%

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