The sum of Change of Faith-
why does the cold calculation continue?
Little things matter for an easy answer.
Heaps will be your tether,
but security isn’t cheap –
civilization is sinking into the sea.
The internal trial is not yet over –
it never ends
there is no limit.
A hermit returns to his bed all alone
Washing worries as he thinks to make them pure,
A thankful thought to a lofty bird
To send his thoughts to distant places.
Empty thoughts, night and day,
Who understands one’s feelings?
Flying and falling, within reason,
Where will my sincerity finally rest?
SOURCE : 100 Tang Poems
Implied Spaces 