August 11^th, 2026

Everyone who reads my poems
Must protect the purity
Of their heart’s heart
Cut down your craving
Continue your days modestly
Coax the crooked and the bent
Then you’ll be upright
Drive out and chase
Away your evil karma
Return home and follow
Your true nature
On that day you’ll get the
Buddhabody as swiftly
As the Lu-ling runs

Han-shan