Living a life of vow

A record of my training as a chaplain and other things Zen.

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Poem by Ch’ang-hui



on a peak standing still

only clouds coming and going

a thousand misty mountains below me

in the open sitting straight

nothing false  nothing real

shapes of light and dark before me
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