August 25th, 2023

The hermit practices the
Bleached Bones Meditation,
The Mahasattva vanishes into the void
like sweet dew, each of the six senses
is completely clean and pure,
Both the mind and the world
are out of the ordinary.
For me, the True Source has
not yet completely matured,
And the residue of unrooted
habits still lingers on.
It is like the falcon who although set free,
Still feels the tug of the midnight leash.

Su Shih (1075)