Empty cup on the table

Empty stall in the barn

Sunlight melts the dew

Old rope looped around the plum-tree

♉

No need for an ox here, no field left to till.

Just the slight reminder of the ox, hanging from the tree.

He could sit there all day just looking out the window but what would be the use?

The Bull Transcended



Riding the ox, he has come home.

There is no ox there, and he is at ease.

Although the sun is high, he is still dreamy,

The whip and rope abandoned in the thatched hut.