Teachings From Ancient Vietnamese Zen Masters – 190
80 Mountain Temple
The night is calm, and autumn wind breezes by the veranda.
The mountain temple leans on tree shadows quietly.
Zen is done, and the mind becomes the oneness.
The crickets chirp; for whom the sound goes?
HUYỀN QUANG (1254 - 1334)
(COMMENT: Oneness or diversity? Living as water, or living as millions
of bubbles? The bubbles are in different sizes, forming and popping
endlessly. The water is not associated with any measure, neither
coming nor going.
Then, for whom the sound goes? When your mind becomes the
oneness, the sound is you; it is your mind being manifested. In truth,
we can not say oneness or diversity. Everything is just it is. There is not
a word adequate to describe when you see all things are just the one
mind. If a Zen master put a water vase in front of you, and ask you to
say without giving it a name, what would you say?)
