September 19th, 2022 Light rain, the mountain forestIs wrapped in mist,Slowly the fog changesTo clouds and haze.Along the boundless river bank,Many crows.I walk to a hill overlooking the valleyTo sit in zazen. Ryokan (1758-1831) 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