It is done
even before
picking up
one;
adding objects
cannot enhance
the perfect balance
of the dance,
and experience can neither
decrease nor increase
the ceaseless flux
of perfection;
affection for collection
changes the direction
from inward to
outward bound yet,
when firmly
planted on the ground,
we see that from being,
doing arises for no one,
and so, it is done
even before
picking up
one.
