Upanishads: Golden God, the self, the immortal swan

Two birds, one of them mortal, the other immortal. Book of Psalms: Psalm 1, Psalm 19, Psalm 104, Psalm 131. Lao-tzu: Tao that can be told

Every being in the universe

Ancient masters were profound and subtle

Empty your mind of all thoughts

Good traveler has no fixed plans

Some say that my teaching is nonsense. Bhagavad Gita: Those who realize true wisdom. Chuang-tzu: Cutting up an ox. Odes of Solomon: My heart was split, and a flower. Seng-tsan: Mind of absolute trust. Han-shan: Clambering up the Cold Mountain path

My home was at Cold Mountain from the start. Li Po: You asky who I make my home in the mountain forest

Birds have vanished into the sky. Tu Fu: Written on the wall at Chang's Hermitaage. Layman Pang: When the mind is at peace

My daily affairs are quite ordinary. Kukai: Singing image of fire. Tung-shan: If you look for the truth outside yourself. Symeon the new theologian: We awaken in Christ's body. Izumi Shikibu: Watching the moon. Su Tung-po: Roaring waterfall. Hildegard of Bingen: Holy Spirit. Francis of Assisi: Canticle of the sun. Wu-men: One instant is eternity

Great Way has no gate

Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn

Moon and clouds are the same. Dogen: On the treasury of the true Dharma eye

On non-dependence of mind. Rumi: Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round

Morning: a polished knifeblade

When grapes turn

Totally conscious, and apropos of nothing

I have lived on the lip

Forget your life. Say "God is great." Get up

All day and night, music

You are the notes, and we are the flute

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing

Drunkards are rolling in slowly

Outside, the freezing desert night

When it's cold and raining

Praise to the emptiness that blanks our existence. Mechthild of Magdeburg: Fish cannot drown in water

Effortlessly

Of all that God has shown me. Dante: "This mountain of release is such that the"

"Love of God, unutterable and perfect"

"But you who are so happy here, tell me"

Kabir: Betwen the conscious and the unconscious

Inside this clay jar there are meadows

Are you looking for me? I am in the next seat

My friend, this body is His lute

I have been thinking of the difference between water

Swan, tell me your old story

Student, do the simple purification. Mirabai: Why Mira can't go back to her old house

Clouds

O my friends. William Shakespear: "Be cheerful, sir." George Herbert: Prayer

Elixir

Love. Bunan: Die while you're alive. Gensei: Poem without a category. Angelus Silesius: God, whose love and joy

It depends on you

God is a pure no-thing. Thomas Traherne: Salutation. Basho: Old pond

Though I'm in Kyoto. William Blake: to see a world in a grain of sand

Eternity. Ryokan: First days of spring

the sky

In all ten directions of the universe

Too lazy to be ambitious. Issa: Man pulling radishes

In the cherry blossom's shade

Flying out from. Ghalib: For the raindrop, joy is in entering the river

World is no more than the Beloved's single face

Colors of tulips and roses are not the same

Even at prayer, our eyes look inward

Let the ascetics sing of the garden of Paradise. Bibi Hayati: Before there was a trace of this world of men. Walt Whitman: Trippers and askers surround me

I have said that the soul is not more than the body. Emily Dickinson: I dwell in possibility

Not "revelation"

'tis

that waits

Soul's superior instants

Brain

is wider than the sky

Nature

the gentlest mother is. Gerard Manley Hopkins: As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame

God's grandeur

Pied beauty

That nature is a Heraclitean firer and of the comoft of the Resurrection. Uvanmuk: Great sea has set me in motion. Anonymous Navaho: I ask all blessings. W.B. Yeats: Gratitude to the unknown instructors

Lapis lazuli. Antonio Machado: In our souls everything

Between living and dreaming. Rainer Maria Rilke: Buddha in glory

Be ahead of all parting, as though it already were

As once the winged energy of delight

We are the driving ones

Call me to the one among your moments

Seventh duino elegy

Ninth duino elegy

Ah, not to be cut off

Dove that ventured outside

Silent friend of many distances, feel

Rose, oh pure contradiction, joy. Wallace Stevens: Snow man

To an old philosopher in Rome. D.H. Lawrence: Pax. Robinson Jeffers: Treasure.