Universal mind,
Just One of a kind,
Children, flowers and trees,
It all went away,
All the pain, hunger and fears,
Things do not come,
Things do not go,
There is not even a beginningless flow,
All is quiet, all is sound,
All is nowhere,
All is all arround,
There is nothing to be found,
Thus the patriarch said;
Open Field! - Nothing Profound!
It is realising that nothing is holy,
Just because everything is,
Silent wispering,
The wind plays flute,
Nothing ugly,
'nd nothing cute,
MU!
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I'm a zbohy ch'an-student. Playing guitar. Writing, particular poems. Sharing inspirational teachings. Painting. Reading. Playing with my band 'apposain'. Walking. Contacting.
-Qian Yong
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Some links:
www.myspace.com/qianyongshi
-(my own myspace)
www.myspace.com/qiaoseng
-(a must-visit, myspace of my teacher)
www.phpbb88.com/lotusblossoms/
-(buddhist forum a started)
www.zatma.org
-(site of my school)
www4.bayarea.net/~mtlee/
-(good site for Sutras)
