from the leaky road
to the never-leaking road;
if it rains, let it rain;
if it blows, let it blow.
my self of long ago,
in nature non-existent;
nowhere to go when dead,
nothing at all.
when asked, he answered;
no question, no answer;
then master daruma
must have had
nothing in his mind.
our mind --
without end,
without beginning,
though it is born, though it dies --
the essence of emptiness!
all the sins committed
in the three worlds
will fade and disappear
together with myself.
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