Collecting All The Rains Of

Harvest Moon: Around The Pond I Wander And The Night Is Gone.

Year's End, All Corners Of This Floating World, Swept.

When Your Consciousness Has Become Ripe In True Zazen-pure Like Clear Water, Like A Serene Mountain Lake, Not Moved By Any Wind-then Anything May Serve As A Medium For Realization.

What Is Important Is To Keep Our Mind High In The World Of True Understanding, And Returning To The World Of Our Daily Experience To Seek Therein The Truth Of Beauty. No Matter What We May Be Doing At A Given Moment, We Must Not Forget That Is Has A Bearing Upon Our Everlasting Self Which Is Poetry.

Seek On High Bare Trails Sky-reflecting Violets... Mountain-top Jewels