There Came A Day When

Spring Rain Conveyed Under The Trees In Drops.

Go To The Object. Leave Your Subjective Preoccupation With Yourself. Do Not Impose Yourself On The Object. Become One With The Object. Plunge Deep Enough Into The Object To See Something Like A Hidden Glimmering There.

The Oak Tree: Not Interested In Cherry Blossoms.

When Your Consciousness Has Become Ripe In True Zazen-pure Like Clear Water, Like A Serene Mountain Lake, Not Moved By Any Wind-then Anything May Serve As A Medium For Realization.

Orchidbreathing Incense Into Butterfly's Wings