January 29th, 2020

Without no other, within no self.
Not wielding spear and shield,
I accord with Buddha-wisdom.
Well-versed in the Buddha-way,
I go the non-Way.
Without abandoning my ordinary man’s affairs,
The conditioned and name-and-form
All are flowers in the sky.
Nameless and formless;
I leave birth and death.

Layman P’ang