Like dew drops on a lotus leaf I vanish.
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Empty-handed I entered the world Barefoot I leave it. My coming, my going — Two simple happenings That got entangled.
Pampas grass, now dry, once bent this way and that.
Coming, all is clear, no doubt about it. Going, all is clear, without a doubt. What, then, is all?
Inhale, exhale Forward, back Living, dying: Arrows, let flown each to each Meet midway and slice The void in aimless flight — Thus I return to the source.