The potter knows the bowl inside out,
having formed it in the void,
having shaped it around nothing so that it may contain something.
When we comprehend with our hands again,
our minds have no difficulty comprehending.
Space and form, form and void, form and emptiness...
they meet each other in one common locale,
encompassing each other's shared nature.
The dancer knows her dance inside out,
forming it in space, shaping it throughout her body,
so that space may carry its turns.
When we comprehend with our body again
our minds have no difficulty comprehending.
Tranquility and action, movement and stillness, silence and voice...
they meet each other in one shared moment,
listening to each other's identical sound.
The poet knows the poem inside out,
having formed it in quiet inspiration,
having voiced it around silence so that silence may carry its words.
When we comprehend with our ears again,
our minds have no difficulty comprehending.
You and I, male and female, yin and yang...
touching each other in one shared embrace,
celebrating each other's identical being.
celebrating each other's identical being.
Lovers knows their loved ones inside out,
forever discovering each other in their cosmic search,
always finding each other while looking for no one, each bringing forth the other.
When we comprehend with our hearts again,
our minds have no difficulty comprehending.
Space and form, form and void, form and emptiness...
they meet each other in one common locale,
encompassing each other's shared nature.
The potter knows the bowl inside out,
having formed it in the void,
having shaped it around nothing so that it may contain something.
When we comprehend with our hands again,
our minds have no difficulty comprehending.
Space and form, form and void, form and emptiness...
they meet each other in one common locale,
encompassing each other's shared nature.