I wish I could give him the moon
The Zen master lived
a humble life in a hut
far away at the foot of mountains.
When he was away one evening
a thief sneaked into his hut
and found there nothing to steal.
The master surprised the thief:
"Empty handed you shall not return
To see me you've come a long way."
He undressed himself
his clothes he gave him as a gift.
The thief, bewildered, ran away.
The Zen master sat there naked
watching the beautiful moon
and mused : "Poor lad, I wish
I could give him the moon."
Note: Rendered from a Zen story.
a humble life in a hut
far away at the foot of mountains.
When he was away one evening
a thief sneaked into his hut
and found there nothing to steal.
The master surprised the thief:
"Empty handed you shall not return
To see me you've come a long way."
He undressed himself
his clothes he gave him as a gift.
The thief, bewildered, ran away.
The Zen master sat there naked
watching the beautiful moon
and mused : "Poor lad, I wish
I could give him the moon."
Note: Rendered from a Zen story.
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