Dogen

‘The moon on the water is vast and boundless, the boat oars quiet. The snow clouds gradually gather, and the crossroads vanish. Having arrived at such a field, again, how does it feel?’ (Extensive Record, 419)

The ‘again’ makes it – each time we must look afresh.

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