LIVING THE TAO In the forest, the pines and cypresses grow straight up And neither rain or wind, snow or frost can harm them – One day to come you’ll see what it was for … And these will be the pillars of the temple of the community.
IN THE CLEAR Like the beautiful undying crane that breaks free You can slip the bars of your cage and journey through – North, South, East and West nothing obstructs you – The chun, the wise one, can rise to the highest Ninth Heaven.
--written by monks honoring Kuan Yin's wisdom and mercy.
