With the spirit I feel...in silence there is no speech.
With the first awareness all fetters are dissolved.
In evening thought I incline toward a troubled morning.
The boat of the wanderer has no stop on the waves.
The horses neighed, the shafts were removed here.
My teacher, the hermit Yin Ch'in who lives in the thicket
Knows that there is a friend who understands him.
( Transl. by Iulian K Shchutskii and others,
in Researches on the I Ching, 1980 )
