the last few twigs

Turn around the light to shine within, then just return.
The vast inconceivable source can?t be faced or turned away from.
Meet the ancestral teachers, be familiar with their instructions,
Bind grasses to build a hut, and don?t give up.
Let go of hundreds of years and relax completely.
Open your hands and walk, innocent.
Thousands of words, myriad interpretations,
Are only to free you from obstructions.
If you want to know the undying person in the hut,
Don?t separate from this skin bag here and now.

Gassho, Sensei Taigu.


Kent

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every word says the same thing
dropping from my tongue
and silent wafting away in couplets
and myriad stanzas of smoke from
the smoldering years,
when I didn't know who I was.

now I just wait for wisdom
percolating through the rock of my skull
from the leaking jug on my head...
when I could have just taken a drink!

the beginningless story belongs to everyone.

Its a long walk back to the market,
so I must be going. Thank you.

gassho and three deep bows, Taigu...
tobi

Yeah i sat down for a breather and the grasses dried up I need to go right back to gathering the material.

Quote:

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Thousands of words, myriad interpretations,
Are only to free you from obstructions.

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THIS(and this and this) i need to heed.

Thank you very much Taigu

Gassho Shohei