Translator: Brian Barry
Publisher: Jain Pub Co
164 pages
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...And Other Early Works by a Mountain Monk
The lotus blossoms in July, so the other day I took a trip -- something
of an annual pilgrimage of sorts -- to a provincial park famous for its
sea of pink lotuses. I go there every summer and just saunter around the
huge pond for half a day or so and then return.
The rainy season had already begun and when I arrived it was drizzling
and the park was deserted. With umbrella in hand, I stood on the
footbridge in the center of the pond, inhaling the mystical fragrance
and watching the raindrops fall on the large green lotus pads. As it
began to rain harder, it was interesting to observe that what seemed
like large raindrops falling in front of my eyes looked more like tiny
grains of millet once they landed on the pads.
Then I noticed something else.
The raindrops would collect into little transparent crystal pools on the
pads. As more raindrops fell, the pools became larger and heavier, and
the pads began to roll the pools around on their surfaces. When these
little crystal pools grew to a certain size and weight, the pads
unhesitatingly dropped them down onto the other pads below. Those pads
in turn rolled the pools around until they were too big and heavy,
whence they just rolled them off and down into the pond.
I watched this process rather indifferently until I realized what was
going on, and then I marveled at the wisdom to be found in the lotus
pond. The pads held what they could until it became too much for them,
and then they freed themselves of their burdens. If they didn't and, out
of greed, tried to hold as many raindrops as possible, then either the
pads would tear or their stems would break from the weight.
- Zen Master Bopjong, Spring, Summer, Winter, Fall
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