At the end
of a long day of discourse
the teacher may ask the student
what have you learned.
How should the student respond.
The student may raise a finger
and trace a line
in the air of a fading day.
Which, I ask you
is the teacher
and which
is the student?
A man may own
may volumes of great knowledge
and never have time to read.
An illiterate may take such books
and fashion a stool
on which to sit in meditation.
Which of these is truly wise
which the greatest fool.
Wipe your mouth
with this page
at the conclusion
of the meal.
When you travel from home
and are asked if the lake
on the shore of which you live
is now full, what
can you say.
Will you speak of the rains
that soaked your fields
and what of the herd
of water buffalo
come to graze
since you have left.
The eye sees only now
the mind sees history
and the wise man
sees nothing.
A reflection on Case 88 of the Iron Flute koans.
As you approach
the teacher, close the gate
ahead of you,
for an open one
is no gate at all.
If you ask,
he will open it,
but when he asks
who wishes entry
what do you say,
you are a mere cub.
If you bow to him
expect a gentle blow
from his stick.
Welcome to
your first lesson.
A reflection on Case 93 of the Iron Flute.
As you walk along a road
do you know where it begins
or where it will end
and what lies along it.
Perhaps the road
is a twisted loop
with neither beginning
or ending,
but if asked
where you are
on the road
you are always
here.
A reflection on Case 84 of The Iron Flute (Tetteki tōsui)
If you come before Master Nansen
will you come holding the posture
of a monk or a lay person
and when Nansen turns you away
how will you exit the room?
Nested hands
and gassho hands
both are so easily manacled,
why leave the room at all?
A reflection on case 44 of the Iron Flute (Tetteki Tosui)
When you travel from home
and are asked if the lake
on the shore of which you live
is now full, what
can you say.
Will you speak of the rains
that soaked your fields
and what of the herd
of water buffalo
come to graze
since you have left.
The eye sees only now,
the mind struggles
to see history
and the wise man
sees nothing.
A reflection on Case 88 of the Iron Flute (Tetteki Tōsui)
