by Venerable Elder Master Hsu Yun
"What is this useless fool doing here?
Now it is the Dharma ending age.
I must be mistaken
For without rhyme or reason
I stick out my neck.
Ah, the Sagely Pulse is in danger,
And dangles by a single thread.
I care not for myself;
I am concerned only for others.
Fishing with a straight hook
From atop a lonely mountain peak,
Plunging to the ocean's floor
To stoke up a fire and boil the sea...
No one understands what I do.
And So I laugh at this mournful lament;
And empty space is pulverized.
They bark, "Don't talk that rot!
Why don't you just forget it?"
When the suffering of every being in ended
Only then will I rest.
in the spring of the year
Wu Hsu (1958) by the imaginary
Bhikshu Hsu Yun, age 119 years,
At Yun Ju Mountain.