THAT WHICH WAS SEEN in Siddhartha's morning star and in Mahakasyapa's observation of Siddhartha raising a flower...
not Shen Hsui's body as the Bodhi tree nor mind as a mirror to be endlessly polished so that dust cannot blemish it...
star, flower,
chirp, bark, a bell’s clang, a cough, the shush of breeze, a word—all song and bell
suddenly,
luminous
Paul Gauguin's From where do I originate? Why am I here? Where am I going?
star, flower,
chirp, bark, a bell’s clang, a cough, the shush of breeze, a word—all song and bell
suddenly,
luminous
Paul Gauguin's From where do I originate? Why am I here? Where am I going?
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