December 16th, 2024 A solitary winter lanternCasts a feeble shadowWind blows throughMy flimsy hut andCovers me with snowI remember sittingCross legged on Wutai;A makeshift door amidThe thousand year old ice. 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