
The sky is endlessly high.
And the ground I walk on,
streams of jade flow.
As I walk, my mind is focused
on nothing from the world.
Like a cloud, drifting alone.
I lean on nothing, but myself.

The sky is endlessly high.
And the ground I walk on,
streams of jade flow.
As I walk, my mind is focused
on nothing from the world.
Like a cloud, drifting alone.
I lean on nothing, but myself.