Alone, for love of hidden herbs, which flourish by the stream. Above, the yellow oriole sings deep among the trees. Springs flood tides, and rain, together, to this evening come. No man at the ferry: boat drifts there, on its own.
Walking from Xiamen and Looking at the Blue Sea Cao Cao
East of Jieshi mountain, I gaze at the blue sea. The water dances so gently, the mountain island towers. Trees here grow thick, a hundred grasses are lush. The autumn wind soughs, great waves rise up. The path of the sun and moon, seems to come from within. The splendid Milky Way, seems to come from inside. Oh, I am so lucky, to be singing my song!
If you are a poet, you will see clearly that there is a cloud floating in thissheet of paper. Without a cloud there will be no water; without water, the trees cannot grow; and without trees, you cannot make paper. So the cloud is in here. The existence of this page is dependent upon the existence of a cloud. Paper and cloud are so close. - Thich Nhat Hahn
Do not remain in the dualistic state; avoid such pursuits carefully. If there is even a trace of this and that, of right and wrong, the Mind-essence will be lost in confusion. Although all dualities come from the One, do not be attached even to this One. When the mind exists undisturbed in the Way, nothing in the world can offend, and when a thing can no longer offend, it ceases to exist in the old way.
When no discriminating thoughts arise, the old mind ceases to exist. When thought objects vanish, the thinking-subject vanishes. Things are objects because of the subject; the mind is such because of things. Understand the relativity of these two and the basic reality: the unity of emptiness. In this Emptiness the two are indistinguishable and each contains in itself the whole world. If you do not discriminate between coarse and fine you will not be tempted to prejudice and opinion.
Drink your tea slowly and reverently, as if it is the axis on which the world earth revolves - slowly, evenly, without rushing toward the future; Live the actual moment. Only this moment is life.
- Thich Nhat Hahn
Buddha preached in the twelve divisions, each division full of purest truth. East wind -- rain comes in the night, making all the forest fresh and new. No sutra that does not save the living, no branch in the forest not visited by spring. Learn to understand the meaning in them, don't try to decide which is "valid," which is not. - Ryokan, 1758-1831