Monday, October 5, 2009

A little sketch to accompany this beautiful passage from "Zen Flesh, Zen Bones," compiled by Paul Reps and Nyogen Senzaki.

Sunday

"Or, imagine the five colored circles of the peacock tail to be your five senses in illimitable space. Now let their beauty melt within. Similarly, at any point in space or on a wall -- until the point dissolves. Then your wish for another comes true."

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