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Bodhidharma’s Legs

stars no stars. moon no moon. over cosmic rivers dragon tails bat comets. ~~~ Idle gazing into star rivers Crossed legs lose feeling Across the black azure Dragon tails bat comets ~~~ Idle gazing into black night azure. Legs arranged … Continue reading

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Beetle Tracks

Laughter rolls down mountain trails, so loud the fishermen pause. Anxious cormorants await release. In the forest, sunlight carved in twain, golden shards flung into pregnant emptiness. Unaware, the beetle ambles on. ~~~ Picture found here: http://www.art-virtue.com/painting/history/yuan/yuan.htm

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Moment

Things sink into dust. Yet there are no things, and no dust. Candle wick shows the way back. Yet there is no way back, and no way forward. Just sit. Just sit. Wick crackles, seated feet shuffle. Nothing beyond this … Continue reading

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Night, Ox, Bramble Gate and a Fox

Self lost in smoke trails from the flickering wick. A clattering ox kindly returns it to me. Still yet to mark that hidden door, I let the light go. The broken plow can wait till morning. ~~~ In the nights … Continue reading

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Rice Bowls, Buddha, a Beetle, and Eyelids

In amongst the clatter and shift of rice bowls, the tenzo wanders the kitchen space. A crack in the wall holds a monks gaze, a ripe plum is picked from a cupboard. ~~~ A golden buddha, swathed in jade lights … Continue reading

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Plum Blossoms on a Tigers whiskers

The rivers, they all flow to the east. The mountains, they all face to the south. Lotus flowers are oblivious of the mud, a tiger bats a plum blossom tumble of twenty years. ~~~ Lines in the hall, of robes … Continue reading

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Four Little Buddha’s

~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ As always, the rest:

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All conditioned things are impermanent. Work out your own salvation with diligence.

~~~ And the rest (really like how the pin hole ones turned out!) :

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Dragon Breath River

Left on Thatch Hut, In Departure Those poet recluses in ancient seclusion, it’s a whim beyond human space. Sail up to those immortal headwaters, verse runs free among maiden hair trees. Even leaves of duckweed can drift together again but … Continue reading

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Rooms (Set 4) (Mansion)

Zen The room is empty aside from a robed monk sat on a mat. Opening the door you see him and fear you have bothered him. Beginning to leave, the monk raises his hand, stopping you, then presenting a dharma … Continue reading

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