Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Song of the Real Meaning

Bing Gong once translated what Sifu had on the blackboard in the studio on the fly. This is a translation of the same poem from a tai chi book written by Dr. Yang Jwing-Ming.










Song of the Real Meaning

No shape, no shadow.
Entire body transparent and empty.
Forget your surroundings and be natural.
Like a stone chime suspended from West Mountain.
Tigers roaring, monkeys screeching.
Clear fountains, peaceful water.
Turbulent river, stormy ocean.
With your whole being, develop your life.

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