Drifting Boat

  1. Translating Sutras
    Hui Yung (332-414 )

    We go on unwinding the woof
    from the web of their meaning:
    words of the Sutras
    day by day leap forth .
    Head on we've
    chased the miracle
    of Dharma:
    here are no mere scholars .
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  2. Moon Sitting
    Hui Yung (332-414 )

    High mountain cascades froth .
    This wild temple owns few lamps .
    Sit facing the glitter
    of the moon: out of season
    heart of ice.
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  3. Miao Yin
    (ft 376-380)

    Wind and Watera steady wind scours the autumn moon
    from a stagnant pool, from the crystal spring
    every place pure now. .. just as it is.
    why, then, does karma yet coil and bind ?
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  4. Hui K'o
    (4th-5th Century)

    No me : Dharmas all

    Death, Life, small
    Heart of mystery's
    know, and see.

    The Truth cries out
    where the arrow strikes the target .
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  5. The Absolute
    Hui K'o
    (4th-5th Century)

    selfless dharmas are all empty
    life and death about alike
    the transformed heart knows it all at a glance
    truth is in the middle of things.
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  6. Verses on the Faith-Mind
    Seng Ts'an (d 606)

    The Great Way is not difficult
    for those who have no preferences.
    When love and hate are both absent
    everything becomes clear and undisguised.
    Make the smallest distinction, however,
    and heaven and earth are set infinitely apart.
    If you wish to see the truth
    then hold no opinions for or against anything.
    To set up what you like against what you dislike
    is the disease of the mind.
    When the deep meaning of things is not understood
    the mind' s essential peace is disturbed to no avail.

    The Way is perfect like vast space
    where nothing is lacking and nothing is in excess.
    Indeed, it is due to our choosing to accept or reject
    that we do not see the true nature of things.
    Live neither in the entanglements of outer things,
    nor in inner feelings of emptiness.
    Be serene in the oneness of things
    and such erroneous views will disappear by themselves.
    When you try to stop activity to achieve passivity
    your very effort fills you with activity.
    As long as you remain in one extreme or the other
    you will never know Oneness .

    Those who do not live in the single Way
    fail in both activity and passivity,
    assertion and denial.
    To deny the reality of things
    is to miss their reality;
    to assert the emptiness of things
    is to miss their reality .

    If the eye never sleeps,
    all dreams will naturally cease.
    If the mind makes no discriminations,
    the ten thousand things
    are as they are, of single essence.
    To understand the mystery of this One-essence
    is to be released from all entanglements.
    When all things are seen equally
    the timeless Self-essence is reached.
    No comparisons or analogies are possible
    in this causeless, relationless state.

    Consider movement stationary
    and the stationary in motion,
    both movement and rest disappear.
    When such dualities cease to exist
    Oneness itself cannot exist.
    To this ultimate finality
    no law or description applies.

    For the unified mnd in accord with the Way
    all self-centered striving ceases.
    Doubts and irresolutions vanish
    and life in true faith is possible.
    With a single stroke we are freed from bondage;
    nothing clings to us and we hold to nothing.
    All is empty, clear, self-illuminating
    with no exertion of the mind's power.
    Here thought, feeling, knowledge, and imagination
    are of no value.
    In this world of Suchness
    there is neither self nor other-than-self.

    To come directly into harmony with this reality
    just simply say when doubt arises, `Not two.
    'In this `not two ' nothing is separate,
    nothing is excluded.
    No matter when or where,
    enlightenment means entering this truth.

    And this truth is beyond extension or
    diminution in time or space;
    in it a single thought is ten thousand years.

    Emptiness here,
    Emptiness there, but the infinite universe stand
    salways before your eyes.
    Infinitely large and infinitely small:
    no difference, for definitions have vanished
    and no boundaries are seen.
    So too with Being and non-Being.
    Don't waste time in doubts and arguments
    that have nothing to do with this.

    One thing, all things:
    move among and intermingle,
    without distinction.
    To live in this realization
    is to be without anxiety about non-perfection.
    To live in this faith is the road to non-duality,
    Because the non-dual is one with the trusting mind.

    The Way is beyond language
    for in it there is
    no yesterday
    no tomorrow
    no today.
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  7. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    Divination showed my place among these bunched cliffs
    where faint trails cut off the traces of men and women
    what's beyond the yard
    white clouds embracing hidden rocks
    living here still after how many years
    over and over I've seen spring and winter change
    get the word to families with bells and cauldrons
    empty fame has no value
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  8. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    Everyone who reads my poems
    must protect the purity of their heart's heart
    cut down your craving continue your days modestly
    coax the crooked and the bent then you'll be upright
    drive out and chase away your evil karma
    return home and follow your true nature
    on that day you'll get the Buddhabody
    as swiftly as Lu-ling runs
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  9. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    Looking for a place to settle out
    Cold Mountain will do it
    fine wind among thick pines
    the closer you listen the better the sound
    under them a man his hair turning white
    mumbling mumbling Taoist texts
    he's been here ten years unable to return
    completely forgotten the way by which he came
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  10. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    My heart is like the autumn moon
    perfectly bright in the deep green pool
    nothing can compare with it
    you tell me how it can be explained
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  11. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    Wanting to go to the eastern cliff
    setting out now after how many years
    yesterday I used the vines to pull myself up
    but halfway there wind and mist made the going tough
    the narrow path grabbed at my clothes
    the moss so slippery I couldn't proceed
    so I stopped right here beneath this cinnamon tree
    used a cloud as a pillow and went to sleep
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  12. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    Sitting alone in peace before these cliffs
    the full moon is heaven's beacon
    the ten thousand things are all reflections
    the moon originally has no light
    wide open the spirit of itself is pure
    hold fast to the void realize its subtle mystery
    look at the moon like this
    this moon that is the heart's pivot
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  13. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    I like my home being well hidden
    a dwelling place cut off from the world's noise and dust
    trampling the grass has made three paths
    looking up at the clouds makes neighbors in the four directions
    there are birds to help with the sound of the singing
    but there isn't anyone to ask about the words of the Dharma
    today among these withered trees
    how many years make one spring
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  14. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    People ask the way to Cold Mountain
    Cold Mountain the road doesn't go through
    by summer the ice still hasn't melted
    sunrise is a blur beyond the fog
    imitating me how can you get here
    if your heart was like mine
    you'd return to the very center
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  15. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    I live beneath a green cliff
    the weeds I don't mow flourish in the yard
    new vines hang down all twisted together
    old rocks rise up straight in precipitous slopes
    monkeys pick the mountain fruit
    egrets catch the pond fish
    with one or two of the immortals' books
    beneath the trees I mumble reading aloud
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  16. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    When the year passes it's exchanged for a year of worries
    but when spring arrives the colors of things are fresh and new
    mountain flowers laugh in green water
    cliff trees dance in bluegreen mist
    the bees and butterflies express their joy
    the birds and fish are even more lovable
    my desire for a friend to wander with still unsatisfied
    I struggled all night but could not sleep
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  17. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    Your essays are pretty good
    your body is big and strong
    but birth provides you with a limited body
    and death makes you a nameless ghost
    it's been like this since antiquity
    what good will come of your present striving
    if you could come here among the white clouds
    I'd teach you the purple mushroom song
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  18. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    If you ' re always silent and say nothing
    what stories will the younger generation have to tell
    if you hide yourself away in the thickest woods
    how will your wisdom's light shine through
    a bag of bones is not a sturdy vessel
    the wind and frost do their work soon enough
    plow a stone field with a clay ox
    and the harvest day will never come
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  19. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    In the green creek spring water is clear
    at Cold Mountain the moon's corona is white
    silence your understanding and the spirit of itself is enlightened
    view all things as the Void and this world is even more still
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  20. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    My resting place is in the deep woods now
    but I was born a farmer
    growing up simple and honest
    speaking plainly without flattery
    what nourished me wasn't studying for jade badges of office
    but believing that a man of virtue would then get the pearl
    how can we be like those floating beauties
    wild ducks drifting on the waves as far as the eye can see
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  21. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    Clouds and mountains all tangled together up to the blue sky
    a rough road and deep woods without any travellers
    far away the lone moon a bright glistening white
    nearby a flock of birds sobbing like children
    one old man sitting alone perched in these green mountains
    a small shack the retired life letting my hair grow white
    pleased with the years gone by happy with today
    mindless this life is like water flowing east
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  22. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    In my house there is a cav ein the cave
    there's nothing at all
    pure emptiness really wonderful
    glorious and splendid bright as the sun
    vegetarian fare nourishes this old body
    cotton and hides cover this illusory form
    let a thousand saints appear before me
    I have the Dharmakaya for my very own
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  23. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    Despite the obstacles I pursued the great monk
    the misty mountains a million layers high
    he pointed to the road back home
    one round moon lantern of the sky
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  24. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    Ahead the green creek sparkles as it flows
    toward the cliff a huge rock with a good edge for sitting
    my heart is like a lone cloud with nothing to depend on
    so far away from the world's affairs
    what need is there to search for anything
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  25. Han Shan (Legendarv, c. 730)

    When this generation sees Han-shan
    they all say I'm a crazy man
    unworthy of a second look
    this body wrapped only in cotton and hides
    they don' t understand what I say
    I don't speak their kind of jabber
    I want to tell all of you passing by
    you can come up and face Cold Mountain

    Me I'm happy with the everyday way
    like the mist and vines in these rockstrewn ravines
    this wilderness is so free and vast
    my old friends the white clouds drift idly off
    there is a road but it doesn't reach the world
    mindless who can be disturbed by thoughts
    at night I sit alone on a stone bed
    while the round moon climbs the face of Cold Mountain
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Drifting Boat
Chinese Buddhist poetry.