Poem

  • Dogen

    In my begging bowlViolets and dandelions Jumbled togetherI offer themTo the BuddhasOf the three worlds

  • Tahui

    When wind blows the willow catkins, the woolly seeds sail away;When rain strikes the pear blossoms,…

  • Rengetsu

    Driftinglike white cloudsfrom beginning to end –a thing of mysteryis this heart.

  • Xiangyan

    Last year’s poverty was not real poverty.This year’s poverty is finally genuine poverty.In last year’s poverty…

  • Tettsu Gikai

    Everyone bound by karma,
speaking of a Buddha-mind “within”.

Tied up by this
I couldn’t find it.

Finally tracked it…

  • Layman Pang

    Mind is Thus and objects are also Thus:There is no true and also no false.Existence doesn’t…

  • Giun

    Do not overlook what is right in front of you,Endless spring appears with the early plum…

  • Michio Mado

    When I came back home on a rainy day,A cleaning rag was waiting for me in…

  • Dogen

    In spring, the cherry blossoms,In summer, the cuckoo’s song,In autumn, the moon, shining,In winter, the frozen…

  • Han-shan

    Snow piles up against my door; at night I tend the stove This body is here…