sit earnestly in zazen,
and you will realize that everything
born in this world is ultimately empty,
including oneself and the original face of existence.
All things indeed emerge out of emptiness. This original
formlessness is “Buddha,” and all other similar terms — Buddha-
nature, Buddhahood, Buddha-mind, Awakened One, Patriarch,
God — are merely different expressions for the same
emptiness. Misunderstand this and you
will end up distracted
The wise heathen
have no knowledge; they just
keep their mind continually set on the Way.
There are no big-shot Buddhas in nature,
and ten thousand sutras are distilled
in a single song.
clouds very high look
not one word helped them get up there
translated by stephen berg
It has no bridge,
yet the cloud climbs up
it does not seek
and stiff meditation can
make you lose your Original Mind.
A solitary tune by a fisherman, though,
can be an invaluable treasure. Dusk rain
on the river, the moon peeking in and
out of the clouds; elegant beyond
words, he chants his songs
night after night.