Day after day, day
dawns in the earth;
Day after day, day's
done in the west.
-A Zen Forest
The tree splits
the spring wind
in two -
Southern branches stretch to warmth;
northern, to cold.
-A Zen Forest
Asking for the east,
to be told, "There's the west!"
-A Zen Forest
The vacant sky -
no front, no back;
The bird's paths -
no east, no west.
-A Zen Garden
On the foggy sea:
the compass pointing south.
On a night trip:
the North Star.
-A Zen Forest
Watch the North Star,
your face to the south.
-A Zen Forest
On the southern mountain,
drumming: dancing on the northern.
-A Zen Forest
