O how boundless is the state of serenity!
How transparent is the moon's reflection
Shot in the ripples of the water wisdom!
At such an instant, what else need we get?
Since the truth infinitely discovers itself
As a solid clod of mud on the dusty roadside,
Neither evaporated nor liquefied,
It makes the core of our Dharma's body!
Perhaps your description of the truth of life wrapped up in a clod of mud is an analogy for that kind of serenity.
Ron
Charlie
Love ya!
Jane