Li Po – Zazen on Ching-t’ing Mountain

Rant:

If someone was to make 

  Melancholia

a drink 
 it would have been 
     a lukewarm 
          cup of black coffee.
 
I drink it often
  without much complaining,
                                don’t you?
 
Poem:

Zazen on Ching-t’ing Mountain
Li Po
Translated by Sam Hamill

The birds have vanished down the sky.
Now the last cloud drains away.

We sit together, the mountain and me,
until only the mountain remains.

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