Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Steal the Moon


A Zen Master lived the simplest kind of life in a little hut at the foot of a mountain. One evening, while he was away, a thief sneaked into the hut only to find there was nothing in it to steal.

The Zen Master returned and found him. "You have come a long way to visit me," he told the prowler, "and you should not return empty handed. Please take my clothes as a gift."

The thief was bewildered, but he took the clothes and ran away. The Master sat naked, watching the moon.

"Poor fellow," he mused, " I wish I could give him this beautiful moon."

8 comments:

Twyla said...

Beautiful

Amy Harden said...

...and so he turned around, bent over, and showed it to him.

The End.

isaiah said...

Sweet!

Jon said...

One of my favorite Zen stories. And Amy just made it better!

Meredith said...

This brought a smile.
And then another.
Thanks Trevor and Amy.

Trev Diesel said...

Haha, my wife is hilarious.

kev said...

yeah, very groovy. oh, amy. haha :)

so, my challenge in that area is that with jen and i starting a flower farm, some have responded with, "oh! can we have some free flowers?!?"

to which i must respond, "sure."

isaiah said...

OK, "Steal the Moon" was great, but it's getting old- I'm waiting for you to rock my world with something only Trev Diesel can write...get on with it, Bra!