On arriving at our new property the first time alone after purchase, after parking the car we look up to see on the hillside across from ours in the narrow valley are two lines of congregants all dressed in white and chanting. Apparently this ritual takes place every Sunday. At first we were disappointed; later we accepted there is no geographical place of refuge from humanity’s insatiable need to be always adding layers of complexity, the spinning wheel of samsara.
chanting congregants in white
walking in single file
on ancient hill
who has heard it all before
and remains unmoved.
This photo gives a better view of the hill from our parking area but before they got into two columns, chanting. Later they played music which sounded a little like Sunday school for adults because of so many well-known childrens’ songs in the mix.
A haibun is another Japanese poetic form consisting of an introductory prose piece followed by a complementary haiku-style verse. I learned about it today from https://naturalistweekly.com/2021/12/01/basho-the-narrow-road-and-haibun/, for which thanks.