Master I’s Chamber in the Ta-yu Temple
I-Kung’s place to practice Ch’an:
a hut in an empty grove.
Outside the door, a single pretty peak.
Before the stair, deep valleys.
Sunset confused in footprints of the rain.
Blue of the void in the shade of the court.
Look, and see the lotus blossom’s purity:
know then that nothing taints this heart.
by Meng Hao-jan
English version by J. P. Seaton
Original Language Chinese