Autumn leaves fall in the cold wind.
Is there right or wrong in this?

Here is a scripture not made of paper
And there are no words in it

Yet its pages constantly emit light
Brightening the darkness

And each thing becomes clear as it is:
Mountain is mountain, river is river;

Red comes, red;
White comes, white.

   -- Zen Master Seung Sahn, Bone of Space

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