October 29th, 2022 With the moon emerged,My mind is motionless.Sitting on this frosty seat,No further dream of fame.The forest, the mountainFollow their ancient ways,And through the long spring day,Not even a shadow of a bird. Reizan (1411) 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