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Here are some poems by the Zen master Ryokan, one of my favorites:

How can we ever lose interest in life?/
Spring has come again/ And cherry trees bloom in the mountains.

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I came to this village to see the peach blossoms/
but spent the day instead/
Looking at the flowers along the river bank.

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O that my priest's robe were wide enough/
to gather up all the suffering people/ in this floating world.

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Finshing a day of begging/
I return home through the green mountains./ 
The setting sun is hidden behind the western cliffs/
And the moon shines weakly on the streams below./
I stop by a rock and wash my feet./
Lighting some incense, I sit peacefully in zazen,/
Again, a one-man brotherhood of monks. . .  .

When I read his poems, I want to go live in a hermitage.

Please share some of your favorite poems with me.