(1716 - 1798)
English version by J. P. Seaton
A temple, hidden, treasured
in the mountain's cleft
Pines, bamboo
such a subtle flavor:
The ancient Buddha sits there, wordless
The welling source speaks for him.
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You go into the marketplace barefooted, unadorned, smeared with mud, covered with dust, smiling.
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