Saturday, February 12, 2011

a little zen

A hundred flowers blossom in the spring,
the moon shines in autumn,
there is a fresh breeze in summer
and there is snow in winter.
If your mind is not occupied with trivial matters,
every time is a good time.

A fresh breeze chases away the bright moon;
the bright moon chases away the fresh breeze.
If heart and mind are wiped out,
fire itself becomes cool.

At that time, a human being can truly be a human being.
Nothing to be worried about.

Wuman

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