The zen master says: . When you eat, eat; when you sleep, sleep.
Now as you sit erect, breathing regularly and slowly, just sit erect, breathing regularly and slowly. So sat some unknown poet, simply aware of one sound and one sight:
A single cricket
Chirps, chirps, chirps,
And is still:
My candle sinks and dies.
Issa didn’t ask why his quiet composure had to be assaulted by one fly. He wrote:
And one fly
In a large room