" I used to keep a strong scaffolding in place.
It separated Pure Land from Zen
Zen from Dao
Dharma quarantined from the
way of mountain spirits.

With a sudden glance
in the middle of a storm,
the bottom dropped out
the scaffolding fell
along with my mind
and all of these nectars
poured into the same vat. "

― Frank LaRue Owen , The Temple of Warm Harmony