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Description: Zen Priest
Riding high on your ox, leisurely you head for home. Trilling on a nomad’s flute, you leave in the evening mist. In each beat and verse, your boundless feeling, To a close companion, what need to move your lips?
A repost – the original post had a different translation as well.
‘An ideal Buddhist should wash off all kinds of dirt and walk freely in naked truth. The perfect garment shows no seams, inside or outside; it is one complete piece, and nobody can tell where the work began and how it was woven. In true Buddhism, there ought not to be any trace, there ought not to be any trace of self-admiration after giving alms, much less the thought of compensation. An ideal Buddhist may keep the precepts, but will forget what has been done. Every act will unite with ethical laws, harmon
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