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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