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Ikkyu

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Studying texts and stiff meditation can make you lose your Original Mind.
A solitary tune by a fisherman, though, can be an invaluable treasure.
Dusk rain on the river, the moon peeking in and out of the clouds;
Elegant beyond words, he chants his songs night after night.
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"A Fisherman" in Wild Ways : Zen Poems (2003), edited and translated by John Stevens, p. 37

 
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