Poetry and Spirituality Nothing is without voice I climb the road to Cold Mountain Hidden under all forms of thought Song of the Sky Loom Beneath the autumn sky The Great Sea Flower in the Crannied Wall A fish cannot drown in water The water is clear The rivers all in Paradise We only came to sleep Where I wander—You! Silently a flower blooms

slide 6 of 14 Beneath the autumn sky Some blossoms grow, which never see A bird or butterfly. — Basho