Crow with No Mouth: Ikkyu

Crow with No Mouth: Ikkyu versions by Stephen Berg

even before trees rocks I was nothing,
when I'm dead nowhere I'll be nothing

all the bad things I do will go up in smoke
and so will I

if there's nowhere to rest at the end
how can I get lost on the way?

this ink painting of wind blowing through pines
who hears it?

born born everything is always born
thinking about it try not to.