The Night of Autumn


A white egret flies

out of autumn reeds across misty water;

A swallow returns to its dry nest

from a trip in the cold mountains.

A lonely moon shines

brilliantly up in the sky;

Deep into the night

I am sleepless.

¶ by Zen Master Miao Tsan

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