Man lives his life in a dust bowl,
Just like vermin in the middle of the pot:
All day going round and round,
Never getting out from the inside.
Blessedness is not our lot:
Only nettlesomeness without end.
Time is like a flowing river—
One day, we wake up old men.
translated by Eugene Eoyang
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Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet by accident.
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L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
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Leonard Durso 
Han Shan is certainly not an optimist, but his poetry is intriguing. Thanks, Len.
There are several translators of his work because many agree with you.
As I am drawn to nature, so it seems you are drawn to the Eastern (for lack of a better way to explain it) poets and sages. I am learning!
We are all drawn to what we identify with or what gives us comfort. Sometimes they are the same thing. Poetry gives me comfort. Those ancient Chinese poets often say what I wish to say.