The sight of Zen
is what you are seeing now –
seen fully with mindfulness, without preconceptions.
The sound of Zen
is what you are hearing now –
heard fully with mindfulness, without preconceptions.
The smell of Zen
is what you are smelling now –
smelt fully with mindfulness, without preconceptions.
The taste of Zen
is what you are tasting now –
tasted fully with mindfulness, without preconceptions.
The touch of Zen
is what you are feeling now –
felt fully with mindfulness, without preconceptions.
The thought of Zen
is what you are thinking now –
thought fully with mindfulness, without preconceptions.
So, what sense of zen do we use to read this poem?
If your question is a candle flame, I would blow it out in response
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