A Quote by Ryokan on earth, pain, plants, violence, and work

But on the twenty-fifth of May, at sunset, a violent wind howled madly, Battering and rending my plants; Rain poured down, Pounding the vines and flowers into the earth. It was so painful But as the work of the wind, I have to let it be . . .

Ryokan (1758 - 1831)

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