From the CHIASMUS archive: 'rebel' zen monk 休宗純, Ikkyū Sōjun (d1481)

 

"Tired of the world,
how long will you see the evening smoke of the pyre
as another's sorrow?
How fleeting, the faces of the people
whom we saw only yesterday,
as they vanish into the smoky evening.
So sad, the evening smoke of the funeral pyres;
as it was before.
Of what becomes ash when burnt, earth when buried,
what could be left as sin?
The sins committed up till the age of three
all disappear together,
as does eventually the self.

only the sky is left behind by the wind"

休宗純 Ikkyū Sōjun (D481)

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