Kozan Ichikyo (1360)

Empty-handed I entered

the world

Barefoot I leave it.

My coming, my going -

Two simple happenings

That got entangled.

Keido (1750)

The cuckoo's voice

is all the more intriguing

as I die.

Nampo Jomyo (1308)

To hell with the wind!

Confound the rain!

I recognize no buddha,

A blow like the stroke

of lightning -

A world turns on its hinge.

from the fall 1997  Tricycle, The Buddhist Review