Sitting before the silent, burning incense
I watch the moss thicken on the stone bridge.
Don’t ask me why.
I’ve been out of step with the world since my youth.
~ Wonkam Chungji
Watch the moss thicken
Sitting before the silent, burning incense
I watch the moss thicken on the stone bridge.
Don’t ask me why.
I’ve been out of step with the world since my youth.
~ Wonkam Chungji