Narrow Road to the Interior (1 of 44)
The moon and sun are eternal travelers.
Even the years wander on.
A lifetime adrift in a boat, or in old age leading a tired horse into the years,
every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
From the earliest times there have always been some who perished along the road.
Still I have always been drawn by windblown clouds into dreams of a lifetime of wandering.
From Narrow Road to the Interior by Matsuo Basho...translated by Sam Hamill