No one seen. Among empty mountains,
hints of drifting voice, faint, no more.
Entering these deep woods, late sunlight
flares on green moss again, and rises.
From The Way of Ch’an: Essential Texts of the Original Tradition. Edited and translated by David Hinton © 2023. Reprinted in arrangement with Shambhala Publications, Inc., Boulder, CO.
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