Occupation: Monk Birth: February 1, 1394 Death: December 12, 1481
Break open A cherry tree And there are no flowers; But the spring breeze Brings forth myriad blossoms..
Eight inches strong, it is my favourite thing; If I'm alone at night, I embrace it fully - A beautiful woman hasn't touched it for ages. Within….
Like vanishing dew, a passing apparition or the sudden flash of lightning -- already gone -- thus should one regard one's self..
From the world of passions returning to the world of passions: There is a moment's pause. If it rains, let it rain, if the wind blows, let it blo….
Become a Buddha? The mind can't do it. The body can't do it. Only what can't become a Buddha becomes a Buddha..
Many paths lead from the foot of the mountain, but at the peak we all gaze at the single bright moon..
The salvation of birds and beasts, oneself included - this is the object of Shakyamuni's religious austerities..
Learn how to read the love letters sent by the wind and rain, the snow and moon..
Break open the cherry tree: where are the blossoms? Just wait for spring time to see how they bloom..
The tree is stripped, All color, fragrance gone, Yet already on the bough, Uncaring spring!.
My real dwelling Has no pillars And no roof either So rain cannot soak it And wind cannot blow it down..
Having no destination, I am never lost..
We must become what we were Before we were born.
I and other humans no difference..
Watching my four year old daughter dance I cannot break free of her..
Don't read the sutras - practice meditation. Don't take up the broom - practice meditation. Don't plant tea seeds - practice meditation..
You do this, you do that You argue left, you argue right You come down, you go up This person says no, you say yes Back and forth You are happy You a….
Look at the cherry blossoms! Their color and scent fall with them, Are gone forever, Yet mindless The spring comes again..