It's not the same this year as last
Things now aren't what they were
I wonder where my old friends are?
New friends already have begun drifting off
It's worst of all at this time of year
now when the leaves are scattering down
When mountains and streams turn somber again
Nothing anywhere seems to please
Everything I see
Fills me with icy loneliness
- Ryokan
[from: 'Great Fool: Zen Master Ryokan'. Translated by Ryuichi Abe & Peter Haskel]
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