The village has disappeared in the evening mist
And the path is hard to follow.
Walking through the pines,
I return to my lonely hut.


Zen Poetics of Ryokan (2006)


The village has disappeared in the evening mist And the path is hard to follow. Walking through the pines, I return to my lonely hut.

The village has disappeared in the evening mist And the path is hard to follow. Walking through the pines, I return to my lonely hut.

The village has disappeared in the evening mist And the path is hard to follow. Walking through the pines, I return to my lonely hut.

The village has disappeared in the evening mist And the path is hard to follow. Walking through the pines, I return to my lonely hut.