Santoka wrote a small, very small haiku:
I HAVE NO HOME;
AUTUMN DEEPENS.
Just visualize a homeless wanderer — that's what a seeker is, a homeless wanderer — in search of the home. He has not reached yet.
But a homeless wanderer has no attachment, has no possession, has no burden, has no tension, has no anxiety. The homeless wanderer slowly slowly relaxes in a deep let-go.
Sitting under a tree, perhaps, near a river or a mountain, he says, "I HAVE NO HOME; AUTUMN DEEPENS" — but it does not matter. The autumn is so beautiful, and it is deepening every moment.
"I have no possessions, no home, no barriers, no blindfold on my eyes. I can see the autumn is deepening. I am so clean and clear … that autumn deepens."
OSHO
