At that time there was an occasion to turn myself around,
so I requested permission to read it, and studied it intimately.

I remember the old days when I lived in Entsu Monastery
and my late teacher lectured on the True Dharma Eye.

His understanding beyond conditioned patterns cleans up the current corruptions;
the ancient great master’s style reflects the image of India.

Body and mind dropping away is simply the upright truth.
In one thousand postures, ten thousand appearances, a dragon toys with the jewel.

My hand reached behind me for the Record of Eihei Dogen.
Beneath the open window at my desk,
I offered incense, lit a lamp, and quietly read.