Tozan Ryokai · Zen Poems

Poem – Tozan Ryokai

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A serving of snow in a silver bowl
Or herons concealed in the glare of the moon:
Apart, they seem similar,
Together, they’re different.
Meaning cannot rest in words,
It adapts itself to that which arises.

~ Tozan Ryokai

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