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    I sit on top of a boulder
    the stream is icy cold
    quiet joys hold a special
       charm
    bare cliffs in the fog
       enchant
    this is such a restful place
    the sun goes down
      and tree shadows sprawl
    I watch the ground
      of my mind
    and a lotus comes out
       of the mud
    The Collected Songs
      of Cold Mountain

Iron Ladders

May 11th, 2006 by jack

In China some mountain paths sometimes include trails where the only means of continuing is to scale a vertical cliff by means of iron ladders. Sometimes Buddhism is like running into a wall, or contemplating a wall, or risking life by using an iron ladder of indiscernible repair.

Posts about things that drive me up a wall will fit in this category.

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