on drinking

I built my cottage in the human world,
yet there is no noise of horse and carriage.
How then did you manage to achieve this?
When the heart is far away, the locale naturally
becomes remote.
Picking chrysanthemum flowers by the eastern hedge,
I gaze at South Mountain in the distance.
The mountain air is lovely at dusk,
and birds fly back with one another.
In this return there is a fundamental truth,
I am going to explain it, but already forgot the words.

Tao Yuanming

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free spirit

The snowy morning —
being alone, I am happy
eating a dried salmon.

MatsuoBashō

infinity

Riding on a kite
to see the parting spring –
the white clouds.