The rain blows in ways of the wind,
The wind blows into the pockets of space,
The Space flows into the void of time,
And time meets the eternal flow of life.
Life flows into the wombs of Birth,
Birth flows into the laws of men,
Men flow into the hearts of love
And love flows into the depths of pain.
From Despair arises the flower of hope,
Hope flows into the glimmer of light,
Light flows into the pit of the dark,
From Darkness comes the Secret of Creation,
The Eternal Mystery of the Past.
Such is the flow of life
One just flows through it all;
Ignorant is he who lives in it
For, he is blind to see it all.
Cease, O human, and witness the flow of life
For one who truly sees, becomes the flow he glides;
In the depths of the flow, you shall find a stillness,
A stillness that reflects the secret of life.