From "Journeys:Getting Lost," my poetry collection - Finishing Line Press

I asked the boy beneath the pines.

He said: the Master’s gone alone

herb picking somewhere on the mount,

cloud-hidden, whereabouts unknown.

Jia Dao (Chia Tao)(c.779-843)....Chinese Buddhist/Taoist poet from the Tang Dynasty....born near Beijing....a master of Ping Tan....the ordinary & the plain....

“Leave the door open for the unknown, the door into the dark. That’s where the most important things come from, where you yourself came from, and where you will go.” 

― Rebecca Solnit, A Field Guide to Getting Lost