A Dream
guest tells hostabout last night's dream,host shares with guestabout his own.who is it that can saythat these two are alsoin a dream?originally nothingexcept absolute calm,so why doesthe western windblow down the flowers?the dog is chasingafter a bone,a frigh

One Mind
One mind perceives infinite time.One is all.Everything is one.To let go one's handswhen hanging over a cliffis to be a great man.Winter goes North,Spring comes from the South.by Zen Master Seung Sahn

Zen Master Seung Sahn
Many years ago I collected the Poems that were written by Zen Master Seung Sahn following his encouragement of me trying to write Zen Poetry. I have often thought of publishing this work but have chosen not to deal with the intellectual capital issues with the Kwan Um School of Zen. My issues are not about ownership, they are about sharing

mere thoughts of the moment
life and deathare the same.good and badare manifestsometimes simultaneously.opposites are merelymade in the mind,we existoutside of thoughtyet few understand.stop all this thinkingwhich createsthe dukkha,just breatheand seethe expressionof the senses.be as the moments unfold,be as the soundsrise and fall,be when you feel,and be when you smell,all will be simplewithin this simple directionbeyond thoughts.

for my mother, Maud
based up recent posts on my Zen Mirror Blog I thought I'd post this poem for my mom.for my mother, Maud吊唁母親茂德there comes a time in everyone’s life人生在世when the finality of death終于一死becomes an intimate yet unwanted friend,誰人無死and we find