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.