Painting on Xuan paper, 75 x 45 cm, 2005
It’s tranquil all around.
The woods are calm and dim.
The forest feels no shamefulness, no pride.
The Hermit chose his way.
Away from human din,
Where thieves do not disturb a peaceful night.
Here, there’s moonlight,
Without knowing profit and resentment.
In peaceful, distant lands,
A hermit lives his life
And wakes up every morning with contentment.
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