Gate gate paragate parasamgate bodhi svaha   Emptiness   Nothing rests on the mirror   Nothing to rest   Nowhere to rest   Clouds do not obscure   Passing horses   White snow melting   Snowflakes falling   Turn back into air   The end is painless   Already full we are   Although empty   Passing horses   White horses ripple   Throughh the blue sky   "Who would have thought   A dewdrop would last so long"   He said   "Your end which is endless"   He said   "As a snowflake melts   Into air"   He said   Trust yourselves   Your cup is full   Overflowing   Floating   Passing horses   Shining hooves   Emptiness is moving   And dancing   Sky-clad   Rainbow-coloured   And crystal-faced   "A net of fireflies"   Freedom itself   And motion itself   And suffering itself   And pain itself   And laughing itself   And shot through   With nothing   No one hearing   "And the foam on the last water   Has dissolved" he said   "I lean against the stove   And emptiness - lo! eternity"   He said   And where are they now   These passing horses?   In which wood   In which star   In which stream   "Alone into the alone"   She said   Not realising   Oh how alone   She already was   Dancing in between   The worlds   The swallow dips   The eagle hovers