Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.

Go to the object. Leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Do not impose yourself on the object. Become one with the object. Plunge deep enough into the object to see something like a hidden glimmering there.

Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.

Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.

When your consciousness has become ripe in true zazen-pure like clear water, like a serene mountain lake, not moved by any wind-then anything may serve as a medium for realization.

Twilight whippoorwill... Whistle on, sweet deepener Of dark loneliness

April's air stirs in Willow-leaves...a butterfly Floats and balances