A Monk in Robes,
His hood cast back,
Seeks solitude,
Yet he is surrounded
By the voices of the land.
He meets face-to-face,
Deep in discourse,
With tree, stump, brush,
The Risings of Rock,
The altar of ages.
Interpretation
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