“An evening dream--everything must have been an illusion; I cannot explain clearly even one part of what I saw. Yet in the dream it seemed as if the truth were in front of my eyes. This morning, awake, is it not the same dream?” DreamsZenNature Of Reality Book:One Robe, One Bowl: The Zen Poetry of Ryōkan Source: One Robe, One Bowl: The Zen Poetry of Ryōkan