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Since I came to this hermitage
How many years have passed?
If I am tired I stretch out my feet;
If I feel fine I go for a stroll in the mountains.
The ridicule or praise of worldly people means nothing.
Following my destiny, for this body I have received
     from my parents
I have only thanks.

Stevens, J. (2006). (trans). One robe, one bowl: the Zen poetry of Ryokan (1758-1831). Boston: Weatherhill, p. 45.

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