The soul, like the moon,

is new, and always new again.

And I have seen the ocean

continuously creating.

Since I scoured my mind

and my body, I too

am new, each moment new. 

My teacher told me one thing,

live in the soul. 

When that was so,

I began to go naked,

and dance. 

~Lalla, 14th century Kashmir,
Translation by  Coleman Barks