Ryokan kanshi

Without a craving
I crave nothing.
With a craving
I crave everything.
Among the mountains
I can feed myself on herbs
And get along
Wearing only one robe.
Rambling alone
I make friends
with deer and others.
I can join the village children
Singing loudly with them.
To wash my ears clean
I go to the stream
Under the rocks
And on the peaks I make friends
With the pines standing there.

-Ryokan