Journal religion question

The perfect way knows no difficulties

Except that it refuses to make preferences;

Only when freed from hate and love

It reveals itself fully and without disguise;

A tenth of an inch's difference,

And heaven and earth are set apart.

If you wish to see it before your own eyes

Have no fixed thoughts either for or against it.

To set up what you like against what you dislike -

That is the disease of the mind.

The Way is perfect like unto vast space,

With nothing wanting, nothing superfluous

It is indeed due to making choice

That its Suchness is lost sight of.