As Zen sees it, life and non-life are under
a certain order,
In interactions the student is wont to consider
the smallest details.
When host and guest appear,
there is an exchange of discourse.
The wise that are desirous to conform with the Way
keep themselves from all doubting.
If expanded, the splendor of Truth fills the entire cosmos;
If contracted, not even a single hair
has room to stand upon it.
Truth shines, solitary and bright,
and has never lacks anything.
The eye does not see It,
the ear does not hear it.
How to call this ‘Thing’?
An old Master once said:
“To say It is like a thing is to miss the point.”
Hence, one should look into their own house.
What more could be there?
Discovered, one would never tire speaking of it.