Shundo David Haye – Zen Priest

Poem

Min Tanaka

I wish to dance what I am The non-existent self That which is not found in…
Layman Fu

Where the East Mountains float on the river And the West Mountains wander on and on,…
Joshu

‘The master questioned two new arrivals. The master asked the first one, “Have you been here…
Li Bai

From whose house are the flute notes floating? They blend into the spring breeze all over…
Hannyatara

When I inhale, I don’t dwell upon things. When I exhale, I don’t pursue thoughts. Thus…
Vincent Katz

Everyone takes the subway, and you can look up, And look at all the people, and…
Setcho

Let the elders knit their brows as they will; For the moment, let the state be…
Feng-kan

Actually there isn’t a thing, Much less any dust to wipe away; Who can get this…
Tao-ch’uan

When you’re happy, I’m not When you’re sad, I’m not A crane thinks of flying north…
Kujo Takeko

I do not consider myself worth counting, but sometimes even for me heaven and earth are…