Obduracy is not chaste;
Doubt is dispersed from the center.
add Buddha mask and bell
" The palm at the end of the mind,
Beyond the last thought, rises
In the bronze decor.
"A golden feathered bird
Sings in the palm, without human meaning,
Without human feelings, a foreign song.
"You know then that it is not reason
That makes us happy or unhappy.
The bird sings. It's feathers shine.
"The palm stands on the edge of space.
The wind moves slowly in the branches.
The bird's fire-fangled feathers hang down."