If I Had The Knack I'd Sing

A Weathered Skeleton In Windy Fields Of Memory, Piercing Like A Knife.

Go To The Object. Leave Your Subjective Preoccupation With Yourself. Do Not Impose Yourself On The Object. Become One With The Object. Plunge Deep Enough Into The Object To See Something Like A Hidden Glimmering There.

Seek Not The Paths Of The Ancients; Seek That Which The Ancients Sought.

Before Enlightenment, Chopping Wood And Carrying Water. After Enlightenment, Chopping Wood And Carrying Water.

For This Lovely Bowl Let Us Arrange These Flowers Since There Is No Rice.