A soldier came to Hakuin and asked "Is there really a paradise and a hell?"
"Who are you?" inquired Hakuin.
"I am a samurai," the warrior replied.
"You, a samurai!" exclaimed Hakuin. "What kind of ruler would have you as his guard?...
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IF I WERE A POET
If I were a poet, Instead of thinking and talking about what form or color of a wind is, I would be watching, seeing, and understanding what form or color of my ignorance, anger, greed or desire that covers the relationship between myself and my parents or spouse or children in my family.
If I were a poet, Instead of thinking and talking about what form or color of a wind is, I would be watching, seeing, and understanding what form or color of my ignorance, anger, greed or desire, arrogance... that covers the relationship between myself and my relatives, friends, co-workers, teachers, leaders...in the society or organization.
If I were a poet, Instead of thinking and talking about what form or color of a wind is, I would be watching, seeing, and understanding what form or color of my ignorance, anger, greed or desire, arrogance... that covers the relationship between myself and others on this earth.
When these could be done well, others and I would then live toghether in harmony on this earth.
The 'ego', the 'self' or the 'me' would be reflected to the utmost in the mirror of this kind of relationship.
ChonTri
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