Riding free, I buoyantly wend my way
homeward.
Enveloped in the evening mist, the voice of
my
flute intones.
Singing a song, beating time, my heart is
filled
with indescribable joy.
The Ox requires not a blade of grass.
My struggle is over. Gain and loss no longer concern me. I hum the rustic tune of the woodsman and play the simple songs of the village children. Astride the Ox’s back, I serenely gaze at the clouds above. Even if called, no turning back; however enticed, no more disturbance.
- Kakuan Shien, poem and commentary for the sixth Ox-Herding picture
Only on the Ox was I able to come home.
But, look—the Ox is now vanished, and
serenely
I sit alone.
Though the red sun rides high in the
heavens,
I placidly dream on.
Under a thatched roof my whip and rope lie
idle.
All is one law, not two. The Ox was only a temporary symbol. When a rabbit is caught, a trap is no longer needed; when a fish is caught, a net is no longer needed. It is like gold separated from dross, like the moon breaking through the clouds. One ray of light, serene and penetrating, shines eternally.
- Kakuan Shien, poem and commentary for the seventh Ox-Herding picture
“So then, the law was our guardian until Christ came, in order that we might be justified by faith. But now that faith has come, we are no longer under a guardian, for in Christ Jesus you are all sons of God, through faith.”
– Apostle Paul, Galatians 3:24-26
A lovely treatise on taming the inner life, returning to one’s true, undefiled self—the image of God—through a direct encounter with the Source of all things, and returning to social life with new vitality, naturalness, and grace to be of service to others. Recommended for aspiring saints and bodhisattvas.