Without understanding,

would it not become a hindrance

to the Dharma?

In the boat, observing the wind

in the drifting clouds at sea.

Shinkei (1406-1475)

from Zen Poems

La Jolla, California early morning Pacific

My mind is like the autumn moon

An emerald lake - pure, clean and bright.

There is nothing with which it compares,

Tell me, how can I explain?

Hanshan (8th century)

from Zen Poems