Orchidbreathing Incense Into Butterfly's Wings

When Your Consciousness Has Become Ripe In True Zazen-pure Like Clear Water, Like A Serene Mountain Lake, Not Moved By Any Wind-then Anything May Serve As A Medium For Realization.

Spring Rain Conveyed Under The Trees In Drops.

Do Not Seek To Follow In The Footsteps Of The Wise. Seek What They Sought.

Summer Grasses — All That Remains Of Great Soldiers' Imperial Dreams.

The Journey Itself Is My Home.