Han-shan

“the ten thousand things are all reflectionsthe moon originally has no light”

“Above Cold Mountain the moon shines alonein a clear sky it illuminates nothing at allprecious heavenly priceless jewelburied in the skandhas submerged in the body”

“Children I implore youget out of the burning house nowthree carts wait outsideto save you from a homeless liferelax in the village squarebefore the sky everything's emptyno direction is better or worseeast is just as good as westthose who know the meaning of thisare free to go where they want”

“I spur my horse past the ruined city;the ruined city, that wakes the traveler's thoughts:ancient battlements, high and low;old grave mounds, great and small.Where the shadow of a single tumbleweed tremblesand the voice of the great trees clings forever,I sigh over all these common bones --No roll of the immortals bears their names.”