Even in Kyoto

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Even in Kyoto-

Hearing the cuckoo’s cry-

I long for Kyoto.

 

Matsuo Bashō

Sometimes we have a sense of yearning which has little to do with what is happening in our lives. Often we yearn for something in particular – a beloved who has gone overseas for a while, a sense of calm which may elude us, our youth which is long gone. Yet at other times, we may be filled with a sense of yearning which seems to come from a mysterious dimension of life we cannot name. Perhaps life is good, things are going well, and yet…

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