Unending Path ...

 
The content of this post inaugurates Lost Coin’s Zen Arts Month which began on the first day of spring.
 
Zen is the realization and  art of this very moment.
Han Shan’s Cold Mountain poem invites us in.
 
Who takes the cold mountain road
takes a road that never ends
the rivers are long and piled with rocks
the streams are wide and choked with grass
it’s not the rain that makes the moss slick
and it’s not the wind that makes the pines moan
who can get past the tangles of the world
and sit with me in the clouds?
 

Han Shan’s landscape is always here.

Who can get past the tangles of the mind and meet him on Cold Mountain?

Creative Commons License photo credit: NJ..