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How Does One Trace a Path Within an Empty Mirror?

Coming empty-handed, going empty-handed

一that is the Way of Sentient Beings.

When you are born,

where do you come from?

When you die,

where do you go?

Life is like a floating cloud,


Death is like a floating cloud,


The floating cloud itself,

originally does not exist.

Life and death, coming and going,

are also like that.

But there is one thing

which always remains clear.

It is pure and clear,

not depending

on life or death.

Speak! Speak! Speak!

What is the one pure and clear thing?

Calligraphy note:

空道 | KŪ•DŌ | Groundless path... Empty Way...

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