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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.