… when we are
restless, we have turned into the monkey; when we can imagine ourselves free
from guilt, we bloom as the lotus or as the morning glory in the summer dawn,
and so on. The whole universe depicts
itself in human consciousness. That is
to say, our daily life is an epitome of an indefinitely long career of
transmigration ….
The stars are shining brightly,
wistfully twinkling in a clear autumnal night; the lotus flowers bloom in the
early summer morning even before the sun rises; when the spring comes, all the
dead trees vie with one another to shoot out their fresh green leaves, waking
up from a long winter sleep – do we not see here some of our human trisna
asserting itself?
D T Suzuki
