An Ancient Buddha Said, “mountains Are Mountains;

The Coming And Going Of Birth And Death Is A Painting. Unsurpassed Enlightenment Is A Painting. The Entire Phenomenal Universe And The Empty Sky Are Nothing But A Painting.

Life And Death Are Nothing But The Mind. Years, Months, Days, And Hours Are Nothing But The Mind. Dreams, Illusions, And Mirages Are Nothing But The Mind. The Bubbles Of Water And The Flames Of Fire Are Nothing But The Mind. The Flowers Of The Spring And The Moon Of The Autumn Are Nothing But The Mind. Confusions And Dangers Are Nothing But The Mind.

A Fish Swims In The Ocean, And No Matter How Far It Swims There Is No End To The Water. A Bird Flies In The Sky, And No Matter How Far It Flies There Is No End To The Air. However The Fish And The Bird Have Never Left Their Elements. Thus Each Of Them Totally Covers Its Full Range, And Each Of Them Totally Experiences Its Realm... Know That Water Is Life And Air Is Life. The Bird Is Life And The Fish Is Life. Life Must Be The Bird And Life Must Be The Fish... Practice, Enlightenment And People Are Like This.

In A Mind Clear As Still Water, Even The Waves, Breaking, Are Reflecting Its Light.

One Must Be Deeply Aware Of The Impermanence Of The World.