Two Poems by Ryokan
Dzogchen is not Zen, but Ryokan
Too lazy to be ambitious
I let the world take care of itself;
Ten days' worth of rice in my bag
a bundle of twigs by the fireplace
why chatter about delusion and enlightenment?
Listening to the night rain on my roof,
I sit comfortably, with both legs stretched out.
and another ...
My life may appear melancholy,
But traveling through this world
I have entrusted myself to Heaven.
In my sack, three quarts of rice;
By the hearth, a bundle of firewood.
If someone asks what is the mark of
enlightenment or illusion
I cannot say -
wealth and honor are nothing but dust.
As the evening rain falls
I sit in my hermitage
And stretch out both feet in answer.
(translated by John Stevens)
And a haiku from Basho...
old pond, a frog jumps in, the sound of water.