Clearly I Know, The Mind Is Mountains,

Truth Is Not Far Away. It Is Nearer Than Near. There Is No Need To Attain It, Since Not One Of Your Steps Leads Away From It.

In A Snowfall That Covers The Winter Grass A White Heron Uses His Own Whiteness To Disappear.

Life And Death Are Nothing But The Mind. Years, Months, Days, And Hours Are Nothing But The Mind. Dreams, Illusions, And Mirages Are Nothing But The Mind. The Bubbles Of Water And The Flames Of Fire Are Nothing But The Mind. The Flowers Of The Spring And The Moon Of The Autumn Are Nothing But The Mind. Confusions And Dangers Are Nothing But The Mind.

Just Practice Good, Do Good For Others, Without Thinking Of Making Yourself Known So That You May Gain Reward. Really Bring Benefit To Others, Gaining Nothing For Yourself. This Is The Primary Requisite For Breaking Free Of Attachments To The Self.

To Study The Buddha Way Is To Study The Self. To Study The Self Is To Forget The Self. To Forget The Self Is To Be Actualized By Myriad Things. When Actualized By Myriad Things, Your Body And Mind As Well As The Bodies And Minds Of Others Drop Away. No Trace Of Realization Remains, And This No Trace Continues Endlessly.