“A clear breeze has no price . . .”

The mountain is silent,
The water without form.
A clear breeze has no price,
The bright noon no lover.
Here, after a fashion,
I will grow old in peace.

– Song Hon (1535-1598)
from the entry for 01.14.10 from the invaluable DAILY ZEN

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