An elementary question
In a world immense,
You have a bird's feathers
And sleight of hands,
And you pray for your world to widen,
While people around are fighting.
Rice fields and rain in the sky -
You recall what you used to deny,
And crowds of saints can't replace
A summer made of sunshine.
A more complicated task
Is to get without having to ask,
And you follow the Dharma when
All the other fly away.
Rice fields and rain in the sky -
You recall what you used to deny,
And crowds of saints can't replace
A summer made of sunshine.
Moments of dignity and knowledge,
A prayer for the lonely,
You are the only
Demon who's returning.
Rice fields and rain in the sky -
You recall what you used to deny,
And crowds of saints can't replace
A summer made of sunshine.
Rice fields
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