PURITY

I touch ice and fire comes out.

I touch earth and sky looks down.

There is a 'telling' in everything we do with purity!

I read eyes and inverted it attacks me.

I read gaits and shadow hangs the body down.

There is a 'something' in everything we do with purity!

I call the 'recepient' and echo is absorbed by my soul.

I call the 'sight' and sight-less I become.

There is a 'light' in everything we do with purity!

I hear the flute-sound and the bamboo is still not ripe.

I hear the coming footsteps and the silence stops it.

There is a 'sensitivity' in everything we do with purity!