Into a Soul

A Taoist Priest wrote:

Into a soul absolutely free

From thoughts and emotions

Even the tiger finds no room

To insert ifs fierce claws.

One in the same breeze passes 

Over the pines on the mountain 

And the oak trees in the valley:

And why do the give different notes?

No thinking no reflecting,

Perfect emptiness;

Yet therein something moves,

Following its own course.

The eye sees it,

But no hand can take hold of it -

The moon in the stream.

Clouds in the mists,

They are midair transformations;

Above them eternally shine the sun and the moon.

Victory is for the one,

Even before combat,

Who has no thought of himself,

Abiding in the no-mind-ness of Great Origin 

From the Tao of Jeet Kune Do by Bruce Lee