She's thrown a heavy old fir beam
from bank to bank, replacing a bridge
long gone, and cut new trail right
through old undergrowth: back door
An
intimidating thicket of Himalaya berry canes of course grew up beneath
the cottonwoods along the dry wash (a respectable creek in rainy season)
but with time and a pair of secateurs such things can be pushed back,
if a path is wanted.
If you don’t understand the way right before you,
how will you know the path as you walk?
-- Shitou (tr. Soto-Shu Liturgy Conference)