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.