A Heron flew from the east, over my backyard,
as I was rising to go inside; after reading
this Gatha.

41. For a Monk

People come a long way to reach Parrot Lake
anxious to ask about practice
this old monk tells them the truth
the gatha that frees you has no words

The Zen Works of Stonehouse
translated by Red Pine

I have been waiting for this book since May.
It finally came yesterday!