Comes now season’s change
Upon misty springtime’s feet
Subtle shift, summer
Why do we note change?
What true difference is it?
Life, itself, remains;
The experience,
Filled with many perceptions,
Remains unbroken;
A steady streaming,
A river, running, reckless,
To ocean’s ending.
Pleasant scenery,
Does not pleasant journey make;
Meaning is within.
Mulling this, no help;
The very same distraction,
Silly monkey mind.