In front of the Patriarch’s room
The road is smooth
A thousand years pass in vain
Moss grows
Bright moon
Shines like snow
The Second Patriarch
His arm severed
Still hasn’t arrived.
From
A Quiet Room:
The Poetry of
Zen Master Jakushitsu
Zen poetry
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