When silent illumination is complete,
The lotus will blossom, and
The dreamer will awaken.

The hundred rivers flow to the ocean,
The thousand mountains
Face the loftiest peak.

Like the goose preferring milk to water,
Like a busy bee gathering pollen,
When Silent Illumination
Reaches the ultimate,
I carry on the original tradition.

This practice is called Silent Illumination.
It penetrates from the deepest to the highest.