Here
is a little prayer that I say every morning.
I adapted it to fit my particular needs.
If I scoop the water, the moon is in my hands;
If I pluck a flower, fragrant
is my robe.
If I scoop the water, I myself am the water and reflect the
moon.
If I pick up a flower, I am the flower myself and the whole of my body
emits fragrance.
In this way I live in the world. No possible discriminations are here
to disturb me.
I am completely free, vastly limitless.
Boundless and free as the sky of Samadhi!
Zenkei Shibayama Zenji -
Christina Moon,
Eureka Springs, Arkansas USA |
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