Late at night, listening to the winter rain Recalling my youth - Was it only a dream? Was I really young once? As quoted in One Robe, One Bowl : The Zen Poetry of Ryōkan (2006) edited by John Stevens, p. 71. (Ryōkan)

Late at night, listening to the winter rain Recalling my youth - Was it only a dream? Was I really young once? As quoted in One Robe, One Bowl : The Zen Poetry of Ryōkan (2006) edited by John Stevens, p. 71.

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