POEM OF THE MONTH


You ask why . . .

You ask why I make my home in the mountain forest,
You ask why I make my home in the mountain forest,
and I smile, and am silent,
and even my soul remains quiet:
it lives in the other world
which no one owns.
The peach trees blossom.
The water flows.
--LI PO

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