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    hermitage poem

    Dogen, in a mountain Hermitage writes:

    Because the mind is free
    Listening to the rain
    Dripping from the eaves
    The drops become
    One with me

    The shattered universe collapses into the Moon-body. Here, not attached to anything, just being, not trying, not chasing, not escaping, things are undone and done, by themselves. In this, Mountains do walk, stone women are sweet; who said that one could do it, even in a dream? Who said that shinjin datsuraku can be fabricated, taylored, made, done? The rain will teach you.


    Last edited by Taigu; 07-26-2012 at 12:32 AM.

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