Poem: Look to the Moon

The finger points to where the moon does shine,
But gaze not at the hand that beckons you.
Let go the grasp of thoughts that claim as mine,
And turn your sight to what is pure and true.

Ramana speaks of Self, the quiet core,
Where all the world and mind do gently fade.
Orgyen’s Pristine Mind, and Buddha’s lore,
Reveal the light that nothing can degrade.

In God’s vast silence, there you’ll find the key,
A truth that words and thoughts cannot contain.
Release the need to seek, just let it be,
For in the stillness, all is clear and plain.

Stop searching for the truth outside, afar,
The moon is shining, constant in the night.
Turn inward now and see just where you are,
The light you seek is your own inner light.

Midnight.
No waves,
No wind,
The empty boat
Is flooded with moonlight.

— Zen Master Dogen

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