VI. Ashen Work….

Through the lives of boy and man self and soul distort and tear.

My youthful eyes saw only ‘world’ and so glistened with the pride of kings.

A little lord, I bent to rest but dropped instead my golden crown,

Brought to knees I scraped the hearth in search of what I thought I’d lost,

Forced to bear a peasants work, my soul is what I found….

Shiji Ren

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