I am a fisherman of the wide open seas;
I speak these words to he who all need.
I am a seeker of the wisest Sage;
He who rests peacefully beneath the weeping willow tree.

To this Great Stone,
To this Vast Abyss,
May the former be broken
And the latter be filled.

To the Spirit in the Sky,
The one who is hidden from my weary eyes;
He who grants a Free Mind;
He who I seek but cannot find.