Once there was turmoil.
The magpies laughed,
and there was no
diamond sunlight.
Then my eyes and ears were
grazed by the sounds of nature.
Grazed by the sounds of life
singing around me.
Misfortunes became no more
than distortions of the mind.
Then, I was able to stand apart
from worldly things.
Not concerning myself
with tricks of the mind.