I Dive Down Into The Depth Of The Ocean Of Forms

I Dive Down Into The Depth Of The Ocean Of Forms,
Hoping To Gain The Perfect Pearl Of The Formless.

No More Sailing From Harbor To Harbor With This My Weather-beaten Boat.
The Days Are Long Passed When My Sport Was To Be Tossed On Waves.

And Now I Am Eager To Die Into The Deathless.

Into The Audience Hall By The Fathomless Abyss
Where Swells Up The Music Of Toneless Strings
I Shall Take This Harp Of My Life.

I Shall Tune It To The Notes Of Forever,
And When It Has Sobbed Out Its Last Utterance,
Lay Down My Silent Harp At The Feet Of The Silent.