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The Cup of Tea*
A university professor
Wanted to learn more about Zen,
A subject that he had never paid
Much attention to till then.
Of course, he had read many books
Explaining the various Buddhist sects
And figured that his overall knowledge
Would help him with Zen in many respects.
Meeting with the Zen master
Of a local Buddhist temple, he
Watched without speaking as
The master poured him a cup of tea.
The knowledge-hungry professor sat
Quietly, mentally exploring
The meeting room, while the sage
Sat before him, pouring and pouring.
Soon the cup was overflowing.
"Sensei,** when are you going to quit
Pouring tea into the cup?
It's full; no more tea will fit,"
Said the professor. The master looked
At the young professor and calmly said,
"Like this cup, you are full
Of preconceptions in your head.
"You have read and studied a lot;
On many subjects, you're well versed.
But how can I show you Zen
Unless you empty YOUR cup first?"
-by Bob B (9-11-19)
*An old Zen anecdote retold here in verse
**teacher
Wanted to learn more about Zen,
A subject that he had never paid
Much attention to till then.
Of course, he had read many books
Explaining the various Buddhist sects
And figured that his overall knowledge
Would help him with Zen in many respects.
Meeting with the Zen master
Of a local Buddhist temple, he
Watched without speaking as
The master poured him a cup of tea.
The knowledge-hungry professor sat
Quietly, mentally exploring
The meeting room, while the sage
Sat before him, pouring and pouring.
Soon the cup was overflowing.
"Sensei,** when are you going to quit
Pouring tea into the cup?
It's full; no more tea will fit,"
Said the professor. The master looked
At the young professor and calmly said,
"Like this cup, you are full
Of preconceptions in your head.
"You have read and studied a lot;
On many subjects, you're well versed.
But how can I show you Zen
Unless you empty YOUR cup first?"
-by Bob B (9-11-19)
*An old Zen anecdote retold here in verse
**teacher
