In the pasture of the world,
I endlessly push aside the tall
Grasses in search of the bull.
Following unnamed rivers,
Lost upon the interpenetrating
Paths of distant mountains,
My strength failing
And my vitality exhausted,
I cannot find the bull.
I only hear locusts chirring
Through the forest at night.

– Kakuan (1100-1200)

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