To Be a Good Buddhist Is Ensnarement by Jenny Xie

To Be a Good Buddhist Is Ensnarement

 

The Zen priest says I am everything I am not.  

In order to stop resisting, I must not attempt to stop resisting. 

I must believe there is no need to believe in thoughts. 

Oblivious to appetites that appear to be exits, and also entrances. 

What is there to hoard when the worldly realm has no permanent vacancies? 

Ten years I’ve taken to this mind fasting. 

My shadow these days is bare.  

It drives a stranger, a good fool. 

Nothing can surprise. 

Clarity is just questioning having eaten its fill.