7 results for tag: poem


Plum Flowers Fly In The Snow

How many people stay in a worrying dream? The great one's original home is everywhere. One KATZ! sound breaks the whole world. Plum flowers fly in the snow. By Master Hahn Yong Un From the Whole World Is A Single Flower

The Dog Runs Away with the Bone

An eminent teacher once said, “Original consciousness is always clear. Beyond the six roots and six consciousnesses and six dusts, it is not hindered by speech or words. True nature is not dyed. It is already round and clear. Put down all thinking: right now is your true self.” You say that you were attached to emptiness. But a true attachment to emptiness is without words or speech. Just understanding emptiness is different from being truly attached to emptiness. I am glad that your sitting is getting stronger. You say that your body and mind are still not integrated. This Is thinking. If you cut off all thinking, your mind becomes ...

Television Zen

(Response to a letter. From the book Dropping Ashes on the Buddha) Dear Patricia, Thank you for your letter. How are you? You said in your letter that you have read many books about Zen. That’s good, but if you are thinking, you can’t understand Zen. Anything that can be written, anything that can be said – all this is thinking. If you are thinking, all Zen books, all Buddhist sutras, and all Bibles are demons’ words. But if you read with a mind that has cut off all thinking, then Zen books, sutras, and Bibles are all the truth. So is the barking of a dog or the crowing of a rooster. All things are teaching you at ...

Thirty Years of Teaching Abroad Poem

Mountain is mountain, water is water, Mountain is blue, water is flowing. East, West, South, North. Circling around, around and around this globe for thirty years. Running, running, and running, not resting even for a day, In order to show correct Way, correct Truth, and correct Life. This empty world becomes substance world, Substance world becomes truth world. Truth world changes into function world. World after world, life after life, only following the Bodhisattva path. To attain that, could not even rest one minute, not even one second. White faces, black faces, yellow faces. Numberless eyes all become one. Holding both hands with ...

Trusting In Mind (Third Patriarch of Zen, Seng-Ts’an)

A New Translation of the Hsin Hsin Ming, the classic poem by the Third Patriarch of Zen, Seng-Ts'an The Great Way is not difficult, Just don't pick and choose. If you cut off all likes or dislikes Everything is clear like space. Make the slightest distinction And heaven and earth are set apart. If you wish to see the truth, Don't think for or against. Likes and dislikes Are the mind's disease. Without understanding the deep meaning You cannot still your thoughts. It is clear like space, Nothing missing, nothing extra. If you want something You cannot see things as they are. Outside, don't get tangled in things. Inside, ...

Peach Flowers Turn Pink

  The Buddha and eminent teachers originally don't understand. I also don't understand. Only spring comes and peach flowers turn pink. Clear wind blowing from the mountain. (Poem by Zen Master Yong Sahn)

Poem For Zen Master Seung Sahn

By Zen Master Dae Kwang