May 13th, 2024 As the moon slips fromBehind a cloud and shines,So the master comes outFrom behind ignorance and shines.Swans rise and fly toward the sun.What magic!So do the pure conquerThe armies of illusionAnd rise to fly. Buddha in the Dhammapada 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