Without a jot of ambition left ……

 

Without a jot of ambition left
I let my nature flow where it will.
There are ten days of rice in my bag
And, by the hearth, a bundle of firewood.
Who prattles of illusion or nirvana?
Forgetting the equal dusts of name and fortune,
Listening to the night rain on the roof of my hut,
I sit at ease, both legs stretched out.

RYOKAN (1757-1831)

 

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3 thoughts on “Without a jot of ambition left ……

  1. Ahhhh…love this.

    From: “The Rōbert [Cholo] Report (pron: Rō’bear Re’por)” Reply-To: “The Rōbert [Cholo] Report (pron: Rō’bear Re’por)” Date: Wednesday, October 4, 2017 at 2:30 PM To: Subject: [New post] Without a jot of ambition left ……

    Jerry Roberts posted: ” Without a jot of ambition left I let my nature flow where it will. There are ten days of rice in my bag And, by the hearth, a bundle of firewood. Who prattles of illusion or nirvana? Forgetting the equal dusts of name and fortune, Listening to the”

    1. Jerry, I must admit my only career ambition was to retire. This poem pretty much describes my philosophy of life. I have not been disappointed Hope things are going well for you and yours. Jim Bickley, AKA, Betty.

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