Hot Weather, A Zen Poem - Poem by Jay Mandeville
Enduring hot weather
is like avoiding a visitor's call:
stay hidden beneath
Infinity's shade, keep quiet and still.
Chase off the sun under Wu-t'ung trees -
a meandering stream will unfasten the breeze.
And if, like the heat, someone shows up and stays
they too might be hiding, knowing yours is the place.
- adapted from Yuan Mei (1716-1798)
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