The wind blows hurriedly following in the emptiness.
The Mind lives life hurriedly.
One lives casting the pain he has in his mind
into the emptiness;
he lives casting the sorrow he has in his mind
into the wind.
he is tormented
as he lives following the wind and the emptiness
with his eyes closed.
Long ago people lived,
but they have all passed on.
Each person creates countless plasces that are his own
and so even though those people have all passed on,
he does not know the true place
that those people have passed on to;
instead he looks to the empty sky
thinking about those people who have gone.
There is no one in the world who knows
what this empty sky really is.
There is a fallen leaf tumbling around in the backyard;
one asks it what the empty sky really is.
Without a word,
the leaf teaches him,
but he is too blind to see it.
– Woo Myung
