Empty Cloud Wakes Up
Melody: Rev. Heng Sure
Chinese verse: Chan Master Xu Yun 1895
English translation: Rev. Heng Sure 2006
The cup hit the floor with a ringing sound,
That echoed in the air,
Empty space, too, broke to bits,
And my mad mind stopped right there.
Beizi pu luo di, xiangsheng ming lili
Xukong fensui ye, kuangxin dangxia xie
Burned my hand, shattered my cup,
Broken for good, my mind,
Like my family it’s lost, the people are gone,
Words are hard to find.
Spring is here, the flowers breathe,
Their fragrance to the sun;
Mountains, rivers, the earth itself,
Are just the Thus Come One.