ZENRIN KUSHU

Mountains and rivers, the whole earth,
All manifest forth the essence of being.
In the vast inane there is no back or front;
The path of the bird annihilates East and West.

Like a sword that cuts, but cannot cut itself;
Like an eye that sees, but cannot see itself.

Read the whole poem here.

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