A View on Buddhism
Zen Poems and Haiku - A selection from a 'non-zennist'
Enlightenment is like the
moon reflected on the water. Those who see worldly life
as an obstacle to Dharma |
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It
is as though you have an eye
That sees all forms But does not see itself. This is how your mind is. Its light penetrates everywhere And engulfs everything, So why does it not know itself? Foyan |
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Who is hearing?
Your physical being doesn't hear, Nor does the void. Then what does? Strive to find out. Put aside your rational Intellect, Give up all techniques. Just get rid of the notion of self. Bassui |
What is this mind? |
Few people
believe their Inherent mind is Buddha. Most will not take this seriously, And therefore are cramped. They are wrapped up in illusions, cravings, Resentments, and other afflictions, All because they love the cave of ignorance. Fenyang |
Hell is not punishment,
The
most important thing is to find out |
Well versed in the Buddha
way, The conditioned and Nameless and formless, |
If you want to be free,
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Where beauty is, then there is ugliness;
where right is, also there is wrong. Knowledge and ignorance are interdependent; delusion and enlightenment condition each other. Since olden times it has been so. How could it be otherwise now? Wanting to get rid of one and grab the other is merely realizing a scene of stupidity. Even if you speak of the wonder of it all, how do you deal with each thing changing? -Ryokan- |
Though I think not
To think about it, I do think about it And shed tears Thinking about it. Ryokan |
Nobly, the great priest
The monkey is reaching |
Food and clothes sustain Body and life; I advise you to learn Being as is. When it's time, I move my hermitage and go, And there's nothing To be left behind. Layman P'ang |
A world of dew, |
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Look for Buddha outside your own mind,
and Buddha becomes the devil. Dogen |
Old pond,
How reluctantly Lightning: |
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Even though I'm in Kyoto,
when the kookoo cries, I long for Kyoto. Issa |
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The past is already past. From moment to moment. Whatever comes to the eye, With empty mind really When you can be like this, |
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Just
stop your wandering, Cast
off what has been realized. Look
directly! |
1. Experience Chan! It's not mysterious.
2. Experience Chan! It's not a
field of learning. 3. Experience Chan! It's not
a lot of questions. 4. Experience Chan! It's not the
teachings of disciples. 5. Experience Chan! It can't be
described. 6. Experience Chan! It's experiencing
your own nature! 7. Experience Chan! It's like
harvesting treasures. 8. Experience Chan! Become a follower
who when accepted 9. Experience Chan! It'll require
great skepticism; 10. Experience Chan! Ignore that
superstitious nonsense 11. Experience Chan! There's neither
distance nor intimacy. 12. Experience Chan! There's no
class distinction. Master Xu Yun |
Good and evil have no self nature; |
However deep your Knowledge of the scriptures, It is no more than a strand of hair In the vastness of space; However important appears Your worldly experience, It is but a drop of water in a deep ravine. Tokusan |
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If you have never taken |
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Whether you are going or staying or sitting or lying down,
When mortals are alive, they worry about death. But sages don't consider the past.
There are thousands upon thousands of students
Dogen
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All sentient beings are essentially Buddhas.
As with water and ice, there is no ice without water;
apart from sentient beings, there are no Buddhas.
Not knowing how close the truth is,
we seek it far away
--what a pity!
Hakuin Ekaku Zenji
NOT-SO CLASSICAL
Not believing in anything I just sit,
listening to my breathing After thirty years It still goes in and out. Albert Coelho |
One step
A hundred crickets Jump Jerry A Levy |
Adding father's name to the family tombstone with room for my own. Nicholas Virgilio |
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When you hear your inner voice, forget it. Hyoen Sahn |
in one gust
the last leaf decides: gone Robert Henry Poulin |
first on a track |
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Brown mimosa seed
where blossoms once invited hummingbirds to feed. Ethel Freeman |
troubled night |
Look!
The beggar's shouting fingers find no listener's eye. Owen Burkhart |
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loud window thud |
Empty morning streets
Cold path to the castle Castle colder still pierre42@aol.com |
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bang!
robin feathers stuck to the frosty window
-- just the cat's tail moves
rhahn@u.washington.edu
A cross-legged monk
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The cry of a child |
I am so tiny
The Universe so endless All my creation |
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A dinner with friends
Grasping attachment, Grasping a
Path, Grasping, Insisting: |
Schoolyard with children
Thundering silence |
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Buddha is dead
Not even born; Light without darkness. |
Dust from the mirror
Cleansed with much care Gone is the mirror. |
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With metta to act |
All is so many
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Nowhere is here |
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A tree in the wind |
Links on Zen Haiku and more:
'In the moonlight a worm... silently drills through a chestnut' - including a course how to make your own Haikus
An Introduction to HaikuThe Daily Zen site - good newsletter
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