Wednesday, 11 June 2014


                        People ask for the road to Cold Mountain,

                        but no road reaches Cold mountain
                        Summer sky - still ice won't melt.

                        The sun cones out but gets obscured by mist.

                        Imitating me, where does that get you?

                        My mind isn't like yours.

                        When your mind is like mine

                        You can enter here.


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