August 20th, 2025 The diverse forms in the universeAre fundamentally emptySo what meaning would there be inPointing at space?A withered tree standing on a rockFeels neither hot nor cold.In spring, flowers bloom;In autumn, fruits are born. Kusan Sunim (1909-1983) Send a Zen Card Brighten a Friend's Day... Join our Subscribers Receive the Daily Zen Journal Home Contact Privacy Terms Site Map © 2025 TrueBlueDesigns. All rights reserved. Zen Vows Legend of Bodhidharma