I sometimes believe it is better not to start crying at all, because then I would spend the rest of my life doing so. What

I sometimes believe it is better not to start crying at all, because then I would spend the rest of my life doing so. What
I don’t know how to answer your flowing tearsWithout notice, they’re drowning me.All I can do is grab those old planks of shouts floating nearbySo
Zazen is the room you go to When you want to cry tears of solitude,Or despair, tears of rage.You enter the room and pour out
Spaced. One by one, preoccupations dripDown on the water surface From the extreme tip of the stalactiteTo the underground reservoir. In the echoing lapping,true happinesseternally