Oh, how without color I am, how without a sign!
When will you see me the way that I am?
How could my spirit become static when I reside in fluidity as I do?
I’ve become an ocean immersed in itself
Oh, what a wonder this boundless ocean that I am.
Don’t seek me in this world or that world…
For both worlds are lost in the world that I am.
Like nothingness…..I am free from profit and loss
I am that rare one who is without profit and without loss.
I said: You are that!
She replied: Silence…there is no language, no words for what I am
I said: if there are no words, then I will speak without language without a tongue.