The other night the harvest moon was reflected in a mirror, its bright light captured in the room, of course the moon moved on, but the poem below seems to echo ones thought when contemplating a moon in a mirror........
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Know all things to be like this;
A mirage, a cloud castle,
A dream, an apparition,
Without essence, but with qualities that can be seen.
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Know all things to be like this;
As the moon in a bright sky
In some clear lake reflected,
Though to that lake the moon has never moved.
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Know all things to be like this;
As an echoe that derives
From music, sounds and weeping,
Yet in that echo is no melody.
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Know all things to be like this;
As a magician makes allusions
Of horses, oxen, carts and other things,
Nothing is at it appears.
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Samadhirajasutra
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