The enlightened heart: an anthology of sacred poetry
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From the Book - 1st ed.
Upanishads: Golden God, the self, the immortal swan
Two birds, one of them mortal, the other immortal. Book of Psalms: Psalm 1, Psalm 19, Psalm 104, Psalm 131. Lao-tzu: Tao that can be told
Every being in the universe
Ancient masters were profound and subtle
Empty your mind of all thoughts
Good traveler has no fixed plans
Some say that my teaching is nonsense. Bhagavad Gita: Those who realize true wisdom. Chuang-tzu: Cutting up an ox. Odes of Solomon: My heart was split, and a flower. Seng-tsan: Mind of absolute trust. Han-shan: Clambering up the Cold Mountain path
My home was at Cold Mountain from the start. Li Po: You ask who I make my home in the mountain forest
Birds have vanished into the sky. Tu Fu: Written on the wall at Chang's Hermitage. Layman Pang: When the mind is at peace
My daily affairs are quite ordinary. Kukai: Singing image of fire. Tung-shan: If you look for the truth outside yourself. Symeon the new theologian: We awaken in Christ's body. Izumi Shikibu: Watching the moon. Su Tung-po: Roaring waterfall. Hildegard of Bingen: Holy Spirit. Francis of Assisi: Canticle of the sun. Wu-men: One instant is eternity
Great Way has no gate
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn
Moon and clouds are the same. Dogen: On the treasury of the true Dharma eye
On non-dependence of mind. Rumi: Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round
Morning: a polished knifeblade
When grapes turn
Totally conscious, and apropos of nothing
I have lived on the lip
Forget your life. Say "God is great." Get up
All day and night, music
You are the notes, and we are the flute
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing
Drunkards are rolling in slowly
Outside, the freezing desert night
When it's cold and raining
Praise to the emptiness that blanks our existence. Mechthild of Magdeburg: Fish cannot drown in water
Effortlessly
Of all that God has shown me. Dante: "This mountain of release is such that the"
"Love of God, unutterable and perfect"
"But you who are so happy here, tell me"
Kabir: Between the conscious and the unconscious
Inside this clay jar there are meadows
Are you looking for me? I am in the next seat
My friend, this body is His lute
I have been thinking of the difference between water
Swan, tell me your old story
Student, do the simple purification. Mirabai: Why Mira can't go back to her old house
Clouds
O my friends. William Shakespeare "Be cheerful, sir." George Herbert: Prayer
Elixir
Love. Bunan: Die while you're alive. Gensei: Poem without a category. Angelus Silesius: God, whose love and joy
It depends on you
God is a pure no-thing. Thomas Traherne: Salutation. Basho: Old pond
Though I'm in Kyoto. William Blake: to see a world in a grain of sand
Eternity. Ryokan: First days of spring
the sky
In all ten directions of the universe
Too lazy to be ambitious. Issa: Man pulling radishes
In the cherry blossom's shade
Flying out from. Ghalib: For the raindrop, joy is in entering the river
World is no more than the Beloved's single face
Colors of tulips and roses are not the same
Even at prayer, our eyes look inward
Let the ascetics sing of the garden of Paradise. Bibi Hayati: Before there was a trace of this world of men. Walt Whitman: Trippers and askers surround me
I have said that the soul is not more than the body. Emily Dickinson: I dwell in possibility
Not "revelation"
'tis
that waits
Soul's superior instants
Brain
is wider than the sky
Nature
the gentlest mother is. Gerard Manley Hopkins: As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame
God's grandeur
Pied beauty
That nature is a Heraclitean firer and of the comfort of the Resurrection. Uvanmuk: Great sea has set me in motion. Anonymous Navaho: I ask all blessings. W.B. Yeats: Gratitude to the unknown instructors
Lapis lazuli. Antonio Machado: In our souls everything
Between living and dreaming. Rainer Maria Rilke: Buddha in glory
Be ahead of all parting, as though it already were
As once the winged energy of delight
We are the driving ones
Call me to the one among your moments
Seventh duino elegy
Ninth duino elegy
Ah, not to be cut off
Dove that ventured outside
Silent friend of many distances, feel
Rose, oh pure contradiction, joy. Wallace Stevens: Snow man
To an old philosopher in Rome. D.H. Lawrence: Pax. Robinson Jeffers: Treasure.
From the Book - First HarperPerennial edition.
Foreword
The golden god, the self, the immortal swan
Two birds, one of them mortal, the other immortal
Psalm I
Psalm 19
Psalm 104
Psalm 131
The tao that can be told
Every being in the universe
The ancient masters were profound and subtle
Empty your mind of all thoughts
A good traveler has no fixed plans
Some say that my teaching is nonsense
"Those who realise true wisdom"
Cutting up an ox
My heart was split, and a flower
The mind of absolute trust
Clambering up the cold mountain path
My home was at cold mountain from the start
You ask why I make my home in the mountain forest
The birds have vanished into the sky
Written on the wall at chang's hermitage
When the mind is at peace
My daily affairs are quite ordinary
Singing image of fire
If you look for the truth outside yourself
We awaken in christs body
Watching the moon
The roaring waterfall
Holy spirit
Canticle of the sun
Oneinstant is eeternity
The great way has no gate
Ten thousand flowers in spring
Moon and clouds are the same
On the treasury of the true dharma eye
On non dependence of mind
Don't grieve anything you lose comes round
Morning
When grapes turn
Totally conscious
I have lived on the lip
Forget your life say god is great get up
All day and all night music
You are the notes and we are the flute
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing
The drunkards are rolling in slowly
Outside the freezing desert night
When it's cold and raining
Praise to the emptiness
A fish cannot drown in water
Effortlessly
Of all that god has shown me
This mountain of release is such that he
The love of god
But you are so happy here
Between the conscious and unconscious
Inside this clay jar
Are you looking for me
My friend, his body is his lute
I have been thinking of the differenc between water
Swan tell me your old story
Student do the simple purefication.
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