Poem of the Woodcarver
By
Chuang Tzu
Khing, the master carver, made a bell stand
Of precious wood. When it was finished,
All
who saw it were astounded. They said it must be
The work of spirits.
The Prince of Lu said to the master carver:
“What is your secret?”
Khing replied: “I am only a workman:
I have no secret. There is only
this:
When I began to think about the work you commanded
I guarded my spirit, did not expend it
On trifles,
that were not to the point.
I fasted in order to set
My heart at rest.
After three days fasting,
I
had forgotten gain and success.
After five days
I had forgotten praise or criticism.
After seven days
I had forgotten my body
With all its limbs.
“By this time all thought of your Highness
And of
the court had faded away.
All that might distract me from the work
Had vanished.
I was collected in the
single thought
Of the bell stand.
“Then I went to the forest
To see the trees in their own natural
state.
When the right tree appeared before my eyes,
The bell stand also appeared in it, clearly, beyond doubt.
All I had to do was to put forth my hand
and begin.
“If I had not met this particular tree
There
would have been
No bell stand at all.
“What happened?
My own collected thought
Encountered
the hidden potential in the wood;
From this live encounter came the work
Which you ascribe to the spirits.”