Unbeaten by the rain Unbeaten by the wind Bested by neither snow nor summer heat Strong of body Free of desire Never angry Always smiling quietly Dining daily on four cups of brown rice Some miso and a few vegetables Observing all things Leaving myself out of account But remembering well Living in a small, thatched-roof house In the meadow beneath a canopy of pines Going east to nurse the sick child Going west to bear sheaves of rice for the weary mother Going south to tell the dying man there is no cause for fear Going north to tell those who fight to put aside their trifles Shedding tears in time of drought Wandering at a loss during the cold summer Called useless by all Neither praised Nor a bother Such is the person I wish to be
Kenji Miyazawa
