If a tree's reflection
from the far bank
looks like a fallen trunk
under the surface,
it is the play of light
that makes it appear so.
What is real and
what is reflection
is not always apparent
at first sight.
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- I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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