Matcha with remembrances of my Mother and Junpo Kando Kelly Zenji, which will be added to the Zendo’s shrine altar this morning.
Coming empty-handed,
going empty-handed,
That is the Way
of Sentient Beings.
When you are born,
where did you come from?
When you die,
where will you go?
Life is like a floating cloud,
appearing.
Death is like a floating cloud,
disappearing.
The floating cloud itself,
originally does not exist.
Life and death, coming and going,
are also like that.
But there is ONE thing
which always remains clear.
It is pure and clear,
not depending on life or death.
Speak… Speak…
Speak… Now…
What is This ONE
pure and clear thing?
一Namu Dai Bosa
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