Wednesday, April 12, 2023

Heihel Dogen

 "Drifting pitifully in the whirlwind of birth and death,

As if wandering in a dream, In the midst of illusion I awaken to the true path; There is one more matter I must not neglect, But I need not bother now, As I listen to the sound of the evening rain Falling on the roof of my temple retreat In the deep grass of Fukakusa."

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