Come, See The True Flowers Of This

I Hope To Have Gathered To Repay Your Kindness The Willow Leaves Scattered In The Garden.

The Universe And Its Beings Are A Complementarity Of Empty Infinity, Intimate Interrelationships, And Total Uniqueness Of Each And Every Being.

A Flute With No Holes Is Not A Flute.

Sitting Quietly, Doing Nothing, Spring Comes, And The Grass Grows, By Itself.

Do Not Resemble Me-never Be Like A Musk Melon Cut In Two Identical Halves.