Dogen Zenji (1200-1253)
Wondrous nirvana-mind Because the flowers blooming In our original home Are everlasting, Though springtimes may come and go Their colors do not fade. Treading along in this dreamlike, illusory realm Treading along in this dreamlike, illusory realm, Without looking for the traces I may have left; A cuckoo’s song beckons me to return home; Hearing [...]



