A Little Bit of Zen for a Monday Evening

The mind of the past is ungraspable;
the mind of the future is ungraspable;
the mind of the present is ungraspable.
The Diamond Sutra

Nothing in the cry
of cicadas
suggest they
are about to die.
Basho

At dusk
I often climb
To the peak of Kugami.
Deer bellow,
Their voices
Soaked up by
Piles of maple leaves
Lying undisturbed at
The foot of the mountain.
Ryokan