As flowing waters disappear into the mist
we lose all track of their passage
every heart is its own Buddha
ease off; become immortality
wake up: the world's a mote of dust
behold heaven's round mirror
turn loose: slip past shape and shadow
sit side by side with nothing—save Tao.
- Shih-shu (17th c)
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