Let others be the grain
I'll be the chaff
  let them take the whole
I'm content with the half.

Let them have the easy
I'll take on the tough
may theirs be the weather fair
mine the rough.

Having is the start
to the losing
my mind takes no side
in its calm accepting.

That which is empty
needs nothing to expand
the endless strife and craving
is not the right path to Zen's Calm-land.