amusing himself with brush and ink.
a picture of rives and mountains
goes on for a thousan of miles.
Roots of mountains sink in unison
above lake's surface.
Under thick clouds a monk gathers
past Buddhist temples by quiet streams,
past noises of chickens and dogs,
all happy at peace under good government.
While opening his scroll, tears wash his
dust filled eyes.
Hand on chest, three times he sighs."
Colophone: third day of the third month, 1205
p. 41, Silent Poetry, Lilly Library
(on front shelf)