Ryōkan (1758–1831) was a Zen monk and hermit who lived in 18th and 19th century Japan. He lived most of his life alone in a small hut and his poetry captures the essence of simple Zen practice beautifully.
My hut lies in the middle of a dense forest;
Every year the green ivy grows longer.
No news of the affairs of men,
Only the occasional song of a woodcutter.
The sun shines and I mend my robe;
When the moon comes out I read Buddhist poems.
I have nothing to report, my friends.
If you want to find the meaning, stop chasing after so many things.