The absolute limits of the art— if indeed there are any— inscribe upon the heart imperfectly, precisely, at the very depth of our hospitality.
U N S U I 雲水
Clouds and waters, we!
Deep clouds, deep waters.
By cause undiscovered
art we come effect return.
What stars! What distant,
incandescent luminosity to be.
Experienced individually for
oneself and only then, naturally.
Spontaneously. Coincidentally.
Of course. True. Imperfect.
Deep, deep clouds. Deep waters.
Such depth however great
does favor surrender. Dive in.
Without hesitation. Dive in!
恐れることなく飛び込み!
U N S U I 雲水
