I clench my fist
Not to fell a firmly rooted tree,
Nor to catch a fish
Rushing into calm water,
Nor to spout flame from my soaring breast,
Nor to put on wings that
I might fly to lofty areas But
that I may enter
From the small, quiet place
Inside my tightly clenched, <1>
Softly trembling fist
Into the way towards a boundless life
Opening endlessly before my eyes. <4>
Taekwondo is a way, a way of life. <5>
All that was separated again can meet.
Through this everything is seen
To become one. <2>
I can find my real self and so
Toward perfection turn. <10>
Mind and body when harmonized make the human being
Thought and action when
harmonized free each from the other. <9>
Value and fact when harmonized make meaning.
Motion and stay when harmonized lead to tranquillity.
Yielding and stoutness when harmonized create power.
Strength and weakness when harmonized brings about
Drawing and erasing when harmonized paints a
picture without form. <6>
Eternity and an instant when harmonized produces
a possibility. <22>
Myself and another when harmonized makes we.
Air and ground when harmonized becomes the earth.
Living and dying when harmonized breathes as a life.
Inhaling and exhaling when harmonized is a
cycle of renewal and <14>
Hand and foot when harmonized forms martialism
but Military and literary when harmonized is art
and this brings philosophy. <11>
When all these are blended they melted into one.
This one then is perfect and is equal to
When everything finally reaches the peak
There is no longer a difference between being
or not. <64>
I stand alone in the midst of this emptiness
Then I and others appeared in a breath and
My real self can walk the path without hesitation.