The still mind is like a double-sided mirror

Reflecting simultaneously Heaven above

And Earth beneath -- a round glass of things.

To him who does not dwell in his ego

Things show themselves as they really are.

At that, his movement starts to be

Like that of a vigorous stream; his stillness

Is like that of a mountain peak; his response

Is like that of a secondary echo. His tenuity

Makes him seem to be vanishing altogether.

The still mind is like a clear pool -- the cup

In his association with everything around

He counts gain as loss, and does not

Take precedence of others, but follows them