Salvation is nothing like a tree,
Nor a clear mirror. If, essentially not one thing exists;
What is there, then, for the dust to fall on?
The story of how this poem came to be written, and its role in Daikan Eno’s enlightenment and his ascent to become patriarch is way too long and complicated for this label, but Google his name and you will find several versions of the legend.
Sumi and watercolor on paper,
24.5”H x 14”W
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