Classic Poem

Water and bucket are always moving: bullocks and rope move too.
See, the post too also moving, but the well moves not at all.

The well moves not at all and yet all say the well is working.
Just as the man, when walking, says the heaven and earth are moving.

Sundar, the soul is motionless—'tis the mortal body moves.
The well is fixed in its fixed place: 'tis the water and bucket move.