A Zen Master lived the simplest kind of life in a little hut
at the foot of a mountain. One evening, while he was away, a
thief sneaked into the hut only to find there was nothing in
it to steal. The Zen Master returned and found him.
"You have come a long way to visit me," he told the prowler,
"and you should not return empty handed. Please take my
clothes as a gift." The thief was bewildered, but he took
the clothes and ran away. The Master sat naked, watching the
moon. "Poor fellow," he mused, " I wish I could give him
this beautiful moon."
