The Song of Enlightenment – Extracts 3

The moon shines on the river,

The wind blows through the pines,

Whose providence is this long, beautiful evening?

The Buddha-nature jewel of morality

Is impressed on the ground of my mind,

And my robe is the dew, the fog, the cloud and the mist.

http://www.sacred-texts.com/bud/zen/shodoka.txt

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