Zazen on Ching-t’ing Mountain
The birds have vanished down the sky. Now the last cloud drains away. We sit together, the mountain and me, until only the mountain remains.
translated by: Sam Hamill
Zazen on Ching-t’ing Mountain
The birds have vanished down the sky. Now the last cloud drains away. We sit together, the mountain and me, until only the mountain remains.
translated by: Sam Hamill