The sound of the stream – Buddha’s long broad tongue,

The form of the mountains – his pure body.

Ten thousand verses through the night,

In the morning, how will I explain them to others?

— by Su Shi

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Insomnia, Listening

Three times in one night

a small animal crosses the length of the ceiling.

Each time it goes all the way one way,

all the way back, without hesitation or pause.

 

Envy that sureness.

 

It is like being cut-flowers, between the field and the vase.

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Dogen's commentary on Su Shi's poem