No use fretting over gold, beauty or fame;
Nurturing these, how can we calm
Non attachment brings deep truth,
And a truthful nature brings immortality.
Empty your heart,
Sit quietly on a mat.
In meditation we become one with All;
Tao billows like the vapors
In a mountain valley,
And its supernatural power wafts into our soul.
Loy Ching-Yuen (1873 - 1960) China
Translated by Thomas Cleary
Source: Poetry Chaikhana
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