When I chop wood, I chop wood. When I carry water, I carry water.

How wondrously supernatural, And how miraculous this! I draw water, and I carry fuel.

Food and clothes sustain Body and life I advise you to learn Being as is. When it's time, I move my hermitage and go, And there's nothing To be left behind.

My daily affairs are quite ordinary but I'm in total harmony with them. I don't hold on to anything, don't reject anything nowhere an obstacle or conflict. Who cares about wealth and honor? Even the poorest thing shines. My miraculous power and spiritual activity: drawing water and carrying wood.

The past is already past. Don't try to regain it. The present does not stay. Don't try to touch it from moment to moment. The future has not come. Don't think about it beforehand.

How miraculous and wondrous, hauling water and carrying firewood!