by Sheng-yen Lu
(continued from pg A7 , TBN issue # 1163)
Zheng Jue’s poem, to strike the bell in order to call the moon to the window is talking to the moon.
A poem by Ci Yun
The sound of the flute moved the moon in the pond
Reeds thrived vigorously around the pond
The light of the lonely small temple gave it warm brilliance
Dharma heart in the dream tends to be clearer
I say
This person is clever. Play the flute for the moon.
A poem by Shi Xing
Cool air blows the white hair
Stanza of poem becomes clearer
Just as the meaning sending deepest love
Zen’s heart to the bright moon
I say
Why not say, a heart-to-heart talk with the bright moon
A poem by Shi Xiu
Tonight we look at this moon, as the ancients look at this moon
What was in the ancients’ heart is hard to explain to the people
of tonight
I say
Talk to the moon! Why talk to the people!
Li Bai’s poem
Moonlight in front of the bed
Thought might be frost on the ground
Raised the head to gaze at the moon
Lower the head with thoughts of home
I say
Li Bai was a poet that talked to the moon every night!
I have known many people who lived in different times that would converse with the moon.
And I, an insignificant person, also converse with the moon.
I finally realized
“I am not the main character, but a supporting character. I am only a passerby!”
Everyone is crazy!
I am only a little crazy!(The End)
Living Buddha Lian-sheng
Sheng-yen Lu
17102 NE 40th Ct.
Redmond, WA 98052
U.S.A.
