Rain and Rhino

Love Letters from the Hermitage

May 2018 Retreat, Furnace Mountain

Proposed for Inquiry

I am the gate. Whoever enters through me will be saved, and will go in and come out and find pasture. — John 10:9.

Ajar, it blocks Heaven and Earth;
boltless, there is no forcing it.

You are no different than me,
and yet I am not you.

Meeting again without remainder
in the third watch of the night
we pass through.

“Tang, the Golden Age of Zen”

In Tang, tender grasses under the feet.
In Sung, crimson leaves cover the head.