Shundo David Haye – Zen Priest

Poem

  • Soen Nakagawa

    I came to this mountainLooking for enlightenment.There was no enlightenment on the mountain.Whether laughing or cryingAll…

  • Kakuon Shion

    Riding high on your ox, leisurely you head for home.Trilling on a nomad’s flute, you leave…

  • Billy Collins

    When a match touched the edge of the page, my poem filled with smoke, then a…

  • Zhang Zhuo

    Radiant light serenely illuminates the sands of the Ganges. The ordinary and sages, beings with spirits,…

  • Tao-ch’uan 

    Perception of a dharma, perception of no dharma hands open then they close floating clouds reveal…

  • John Daido Loori

    It has been spoken for us – the time of light and dark, hand in hand.…

  • Dogen

    Not limitedby language,It is ceaselessly expressed;So, too, the way of lettersCan display but not exhaust it.

  • Daochuan

    Billions of offerings to buddhas create boundless benefaction.How can it compare to reading an ancient teaching?Yet,…

  • Genro

    The whole world is my garden. Birds sing my song; Winds blow as my breath; The…

  • Tao-ch’uan

    Sifting sand in the sea is a waste stirring up dust wherever you go better to…