(Translated by Coleman Barks)
Break open your personal self
to taste the story of the nutmeat soul.
These voices come from that rattling against the outer shell.
The nut and the oil inside
have voices that can only be heard
with another kind of listening.
If it weren't for the sweetness of the nut,
the inner talking, who would ever shake a walnut?
We listen to words
so we can silently
reach into the other.
Let the ear and the mouth get quiet,
so this taste can come to the lip.
Too long we have been saying poetry,
talking discourses, explaining the mystery out loud.
Let us try a dumb experiment.
[Note: Originally posted in February 2008.]