The Body Is the Tree of Enlightenment

The body is the tree of enlightenment. The mind is like a bright mirror's stand time after time. Polish it diligently so that no dust can collect. Originally thereis not one thing. What place could there be for dust? Enlightenment is not a tree. Ha, ha ha, ha,. ha, ha,ha, ha, hbright mirror has no stand. Ok, that's the view that he's putting down. Quinan comes and says, ok, here's my response. Here's my poem.