My Whole Being
Written by easterlingman on May 19th, 2008
An old Buddha once said:
My whole being is like the mouth of a bell suspended in empty space:
It does not ask whether the wind blows east or west, north or south.
Impartial to all, it sounds the Wisdom for the sake of others:
“Bong bong bong,” says the wind bell, “bong bong bong.”
