Learn How To Listen As Things Speak

A Weathered Skeleton In Windy Fields Of Memory, Piercing Like A Knife.

For This Lovely Bowl Let Us Arrange These Flowers Since There Is No Rice.

Come, See The True Flowers Of This Pained World.

I Am One Who Eats Breakfast Gazing At Morning Glories.

Go To The Pine If You Want To Learn About The Pine, Or To The Bamboo If You Want To Learn About The Bamboo. And In Doing So, You Must Leave Your Subjective Preoccupation With Yourself. Otherwise You Impose Yourself On The Object And You Do Not Learn.