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."
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...and so he turned around, bent over, and showed it to him.
The End.
Sweet!
One of my favorite Zen stories. And Amy just made it better!
This brought a smile.
And then another.
Thanks Trevor and Amy.
Haha, my wife is hilarious.
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."
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!
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