monks, Tanzan and Ekido,
walking down a muddy street in the city.
came on a lovely girl dressed in fine silks,
was afraid to cross because of all the mud.
on, girl," said Tanzan.
picked her up in his arms,
carried her across.
two monks did not speak again until nightfall.
when they had returned to the monastery,
couldn't keep quiet any longer.
shouldn't go near girls," he said,
not beautiful ones like that one!
did you do it?"
dear fellow," said Tanzan,
put that girl down,
back in the city.
is you who is still carrying her!"
as told in Zen Buddhism, ©1959, Peter Pauper Press