From The Village Schoolmaster

Anyone returning to his village can tell his wife
That while things aren't good, he's not desperate either.

From Tran Quoc Temple

A bell tolls. The past fades further.

From The Scarecrow

I've never stepped out on the road to fame,
Seeking reward only in a little dew or rain.

From The Chess Game

Whoever views this bright array will know
The delicious pleasure in making the first move.

From Questions for the Moon

Weary, past midnight, who are you searching for?
Are you in love with these rivers and hills?

From Spring-Watching Pavilion

Where is nirvana?
Nirvana is here, nine times out of ten.

From Old Pagoda

Crowds gather at this door of compassion,
Placing incense sticks on smoking altars.

From Quan Su Pagoda

The monks no longer beat the temple drum.
The nuns just say their beads and then are gone.

From The Retired Doctor

Finding great peace again and again
He claps out rhythms, shouts out joy.

From Consoling a Young Widow

Your funeral cries just hurt our ears.
Stop wailing or you'll shame the rivers and hills.