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Stir the Sea

And on this first day of spring, the morning after the most magnificent moon, I offer a poem by Shutaku:

Mind set free in the Dharma-realm,
I sit at the moon-filled window
Watching the mountains with my ears,
Hearing the stream with open eyes.
Each molecule preaches perfect law,
Each moment chants true sutra:
The most fleeting thought is timeless.
A single hair’s enough to stir the sea.