THE GLEAM—Rt. Rev. Soyen Shaku
When I stretch out my hand
To drink from the mountain stream,
In the hollow of my palm
I see a gentle gleam.
What am I drinking then?
I look above, below;
Is it water or the moon
This soft but radiant glow?
* * * *
Do not say, "It is not so"—
But rather say, "I do not know."
—Hindu Proverb.