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.