Three Pines and a Buddha - Part 4

The Supreme Physician (Bhaishajyaguru) and His Celestial Assembly

The Supreme Physician (Bhaishajyaguru) and His Celestial Assembly
Western Tibet, Guge, 15th century - LACMA Collections

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226.

The plum-blossom

mingles

with the fragrance

of moonlight.

Its pale glow

is the tenderness

of milk mixed with gold.

227.

In the winter sky

the angel of blue

has met

the angel of grey.

228.

One drop more

and the stream

will become

empty.

229.

On the lacquered box

the plank bridge

crosses

the sea of wild irises.

230.

The Zen tiger

lands gently

on the screen.

231.

Not too much

the sadness

of this floating world.

Between deep longings

deep ecstasies.

232.

Aching

of moon's circle

rising

in black branches.

233.

From the light

suddenly

flaring in the mirror

the ancient warrior

steps forward.

234.

Pruning

the cherry-trees

the dark clicking

of blades.

235.

The memory

of the waterfall

hides

the origin of silver.

236.

I am the idea

you see

when you close your eyes.

237.

The deep world

is dyed

by the colour

soaked

from the rose.

238.

The objects

wait

in silence

to recover

from us

the touch

of the idea.

239.

The objects

know our silence

fear and hatred.

240.

Freed from earth

light, the cosmic circle

floats in formed

and fully rounded being.

241.

Seeing again

the rising

full moon

no-one here

created.

242.

No mind

dreamed us.

We dreamed

ourselves.

243.

What is real

in us is also

unearthly.

244.

The meaning

of the peony flower

is in that silence

after the word

has ended

in you.

245.

The colour white

of this peony

has become

the flower.

246.

The alchemy

of the emblem

mingled with

the alchemy

of the word.

247.

Here

where everything disperses

to make

something which does not disperse.

248.

From the bell-shaped flower

the faint sounds

of blue nocturnal silver.

249.

The fire

from the heart

can scorch

the heart

of the fire.

250.

Colour -

the touch

of ecstasy

that light

gave to the world.

251.

Here is the gap

that closes

the circle.

252.

Words

that bewitch us

make us simple.

253.

Too many

dark idols

absorbing

warmth.

254.

The child

is always

outside art.

255.

No time

from

the aged phoenix.

256.

The only meaning

is kindness

and the glory

of passion

is kindness.

257.

Spring -

the reincarnation

of the rose.

258.

We close

our eyes

and are sleep

dream

childhood I.

259.

Only love

can be

still silent

and alive

in radiance.

260.

Spring moonlight

spring breeze

opening your lips

of water and fire.

261.

The shadow

of the sound

that was in us

re-flowers

in the mystical line.

262.

Two butterflies

your lips

on my eyelids.

263.

At the top

of the mountain

three pines

and a Buddha.

264.

From the darkness

of the object

the reflected light

of the human -

is the idea.

265.

Pounding

the true elixir

the hare

in the moonlight.

266.

The god

that cannot smell

this incense

bathes us

in its fragrance.

267.

How to absorb

the power

and beauty

of the world

and not be destroyed.

268.

The radiance

of total giving.

269.

Plum-blossom

in the bed.

Faith

at the heart

of the flower.

270.

Crazy Buddhas

concealing the way -

kitchen laughter.

271.

The mother

bows down

to the laughing child.

272.

To infinite

tenderness

said the rose

I return

infinite

tenderness.

273.

In my beauty

is my silence

said the rose.

274.

This child

is two hands

and a mouth

becoming mind.

275.

For two

million years

the mother

and child.

276.

The world

behind his head

is the world

the artist paints.

277.

In the snow's

radiant crystals

trying

to capture the heart.

278.

Shivering

in the morning snow

where have past

and future gone ?

279.

In the silence

of the mind

the other half of being

the sacred bride.

280.

The object

alien

walks off

without

its idea.

281.

Perfect the pale

white carnation

by the fence

weighed down

with white dew.

282.

Protection

becomes trust.

The wild

carnation

becomes Murasaki.

283.

Dressed in silent

colours

talking our silent

love.

284.

No dust

on the carnation's

white silk.

285.

Hopeless

the soft arousal

of the spring rain.

286.

Autumn leaves

falling in distant

mountains -

unspoken thoughts.

287.

Lost dishevelled

the peony flower

opens to the silent rain.

288.

Wondering which is longer

the peony's day

the pine tree's

thousand years.

289.

Neither a mist

nor a flower -

a spring dream.

290.

Behind what

silent eyelid

the moon.

291.

What I wish for you-

fragile

as a butterfly.

292.

Only from love

love comes -

and from hatred

hatred.

293.

Beauty -

of black stones

in the moonlit

river.

294.

The earth

wheels round

this Buddha's

intricate fingers'

soft shadows.

295.

No harm

in this laughter

sounding

somewhere

about the

mountain.

296.

Wildness -

of the captive

fawn.

297.

Rest your head

and feel the peace

the warmth

inside the god

that flows

for you.

298.

A memory

echoes deep

in an imagined

landscape.

299.

Moon

and flowering plum.

White dew

on the pine.

300.

Entwined butterflies

an angel

for everyone.