Poem of the day

February

Blending with the wind,
Snow falls;
Blending with the snow,
The wind blows.
By the hearth
I stretch out my legs,
Idling my time away
Confined in this hut.
Counting the days,
I find that February, too,
Has come and gone
Like a dream.

- Ryokan

Dewdrops on a Lotus Leaf: Zen Poems of Ryokan
translated by John Stevens

(via whiskey river)