The practioner, from first sensing the autumn wind's chill, to listening and resting the heart, to releasing and letting go, until arriving at enlightenment — the autumn wind remains the same, but the practioner is both the same and no longer the same as before.
[Verse]
Cold Dew night
Wutong leaves fall in empty yard
Autumn's bright moon in sky
In my new robe, I feel the chill
The lone lamp dies
Walking alone in autumn wind
Night so vast and silent
Who can I share this solitude with
[Chorus]
Tracing along autumn wind
Frost pierces bones
Alone on cold mountain I awaken
Seeing through layers of mist
Listening to autumn wind
It meets sound of wisdom
Echoing through dark night
My mind rests thoughtless
[Verse]
Waves subside
Lakes and seas reflect clear shadow
Fences lean low
My mind fills with mist and glow
Words forgotten
Drunk in autumn light
A single leaf-like boat
Lying flat where sky and water meet
[Chorus]
Set free autumn wind
Traces beyond clouds
Leaves fall rustling and bare
Mind unbound, all becomes crystal clear
Embraced by autumn wind
Like a coat of jade
Laughing at my Bodhi
Life and death, a traveler's lodge