Mending torn clothes
When the sun is up
Reading aloud the holy texts
By the light of moon.
Living quietly in a hut overgrown with ivy vines
Buried in a deep forest, largely unseen, conversing with the stars
And the sparkling streams—the whole thing a breathing organism.
Ryokan meditates on the meaning of human existence
A seer-like figure that can see life-altering truths hidden from ordinary eyes
The Zen master shares with those listening that not many things are required for living.
When such a sacrosanct poetry springs from a dialogue with nature and blends with the elements, pale words undergo a change and get suffused with new energy and convey fresh epistemes.
Ryokan finds nirvana in the middle of a forest, away from prying eyes of a civilization
And centeredness, mindfulness, harmony and tranquility within.
Poetry, in such exalted cases, can lead to spiritualism and a transcendental vision.
In order to connect with a higher realm glimpsed by the poet,
Follow his wise counsel.
Too many things can distract a seeker
So go and find the Greater Being in a tiny atom.
Words translucent, thus gained through a denial of indulgence, can open new vistas on invisible realms and be life-long blessings for the awakened!
Let new poetry work in this direction!