Still evening...

Discussion in 'Spirituality/Worship' started by nefran5, Mar 19, 2003.

  1. nefran5

    nefran5 New Member

    The mountain filled with leafless trees

    Crisp and clear on this autumn night;

    The full moon floating gently above the cluster of roofs,

    Having nothing to depend on,

    And not clinging to any place;

    Free, like steam rising from a full bowl of rice,

    Effortless, as a fish swimming and splashing back and forth,

    Like drifting clouds or flowing water.

    Steven Heine's translation of Dogen (Japan, 13th c.)