Dogen says
Dogen says, Get up! Springing up, where's the danger?! In sitting too long.
Dogen says, Sit down! Sitting, Do I move too fast? You've no place to go.
Dogen says, Shut up! Talking again, too loudly? You've nothing to say.
Rain falls to the sea Countless drops becoming one Each feeling alone.
Morning fog lingers, Thin moss drapes like sadness From branches of remembrance.