May 02nd, 2022 Snow besieges my plank door I crowd the stove at night. Although this form exists It seems as if it doesn’t. I have no idea where the Months have gone Every time I turn around Another year on earth is over. 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