The supreme beauty

Has no form!

The supreme dance,

Has no movements,

The supreme music,

Has no notes!

Wonder of wonders!

It picks its subjects at random,

Makes them feel like it does,

And they sing songs mystified about,

Its nature and grace,

Since they know,

In a world which only gives one,

What’s deserved,

It’s only this grace which,

Gives insuperable beatitude and bliss,

It’s a strange thing,

This dancer is unfathomable!