The ocean of birth and death is so deep and wide that it is boundless. Sentient beings are drifting on the tides. The Buddha, making a huge ship of the truth, ferries them across the ocean of birth and death without anyone left behind.
Student: “What is the ship that the Buddha makes?”
Master: “It is waiting for you to board in front of you.”
Student: “I cannot see it. Where is it?”
Master: “It has just passed by.”
Commentary:
The ship always departs the moment you start looking for it.
©Boo Ahm
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