looking for a door
with the intellect–
only to discover nonstop thinking.
searching for a passage
through hard practicing–
only to connect with nonstop desire.
seeking the way in
through devotion–
and there is only a glimpse
of something sacred.
putting away my thinking–
ending all ideas of practice–
cutting through the myth of sacredness–
love completely fills the heart.
bowing now in supplication,
no self–no other–
how may I help you, tonight?
this evening the full moon illuminates
the darkness,
and scattered clouds
have failed to hide
its brilliance.
December 14, 1997
Haean Sŏnwŏn
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