Sit in utter stillness,
turn away from words,
let non-words wash over you,
and give them no hold.
The shadow of the whip
will dance toward you
like a cloudless sky
blue and not blue –
take to hoof and gallop.
A reflection on case 32 of the Mumonkan (Gateless Gate)
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