Poem

  • Tiantong

    The boundless spring on the hundred plants; Picking up what comes to hand, using it knowingly.…

  • Songyong Sunim

    Clear water flows over white rock, the autumn moon shines bright, so clear is the original…

  • Keizan Jokin

    House demolished, the person perished, neither inside nor outside, Where can body and mind hide their…

  • Chiyono

    With this and that I tried to keep the bucket together, And then the bottom fell…

  • Sunday Poem

    Ten years of dreams in the forest! Now on the lake’s edge laughing, Laughing a new…

  • Izumi Shikibu

    Although I try to hold the single thought of Buddha’s teaching in my heart, I cannot…

  • Sunday Poem

    I loathe the twin seas Of being and not being And long for the mountain Of…

  • Robert Aitken

    Sitting alone in zazen I vow with all beings to remember I’m sitting together with mountains,…

  • Robert Aitken

    When I sit with my friends in zazen I vow with all beings to touch and…

  • Nanao Sakaki

    Why climb a mountain? Look! A mountain there. I don’t climb mountain. Mountain climbs me. Mountain…