Why do you so earnestly seek
the truth in distant places?
Look for delusion and truth in the
bottom of your own heart.

The plants and flowers
I raised about my hut
I now surrender
To the will
Of the wind

Someday I'll be a weather-beaten skull resting on a grass pillow,
Serenaded by a stray bird or two.
Kings and commoners end up the same,
No more enduring than last night's dream.

Keep your heart clear
And transparent,
And you will
Never be bound.
A single disturbed thought
Creates ten thousand distractions.

Too lazy to be ambitious,
I let the world take care of itself.
Ten days' worth of rice in my bag;
a bundle of twigs by the fireplace.
Why chatter about delusion and enlightenment?
Listening to the night rain on my roof,
I sit comfortably, with both legs stretched out.

Hold onto the mirror tightly as you gaze deep inside.... if you tilt it towards another you have defeated the purpose