September 17th, 2020 Deep mountain, distant dream sent on. Cliff temple, thoughts going far to an end. Cold, the clouds, the clear mountain waters; A new moon crosses over the hill. Landscape so vast, I have forgotten "I"; Forgetting even the body That is or was there. Han Yongun (1879-1944) 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