November 16th, 2019 It only took a single flake To freeze my mind in the snowy night A few clangs to smash my dreams Among the frosted bells And the stove’s night fire fragrance Too is melted away Yet at my window the moon Climbs a solitary peak. Han Shan Te-ch’ing (1546–1623) Send a Zen Card Brighten a Friend's Day... Join our Subscribers Receive the Daily Zen Journal Home Contact Privacy Terms Site Map © 2024 TrueBlueDesigns. All rights reserved. Zen Vows Legend of Bodhidharma