If You Cannot Find The Truth Right

Your Body Is Like A Dew-drop On The Morning Grass, Your Life Is As Brief As A Flash Of Lightning. Momentary And Vain, It Is Lost In A Moment.

Yet, Though It Is Like This, Simply, Flowers Fall Amid Our Longing And Weeds Spring Up Amid Our Antipathy.

Let Your Heart Go Out And Abide In Things. Let Things Return And Abide In Your Heart.

I Asked, "what Are Words?" The Tenzo Said, "one, Two, Three, Four, Five." I Asked Again, "what Is Practice?" "nothing In The Entire Universe Is Hidden."

In The Assemblies Of The Enlightened Ones There Have Been Many Cases Of Mastering The Way Bringing Forth The Heart Of Plants And Trees; This Is What Awakening The Mind For Enlightenment Is Like. The Fifth Patriarch Of Zen Was Once A Pine-planting Wayfarer; Rinzai Worked On Planting Cedars And Pines On Mount Obaku. . . . Working With Plants, Trees, Fences And Walls, If They Practice Sincerely They Will Attain Enlightenment.