Even In Kyoto/hearing The Cuckoo's

Sabi Is The Color Of Haikai. It Is Different From Tranquility. For Example, If An Old Man Dresses Up In Armor And Helmet And Goes To The Battlefield, Or In Colorful Brocade Kimono, Attending (his Lord) At A Banquet, [sabi] Is Like This Old Figure.

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.

Learn The Rules, And Then Forget Them.

Do Not Resemble Me-never Be Like A Musk Melon Cut In Two Identical Halves.

The Oak Tree: Not Interested In Cherry Blossoms.