I travel, always arriving in the same place.
Through a forest of challenges, thought moves and squirms, resisting beguilements; if it endures, it emerges pure.
Do not look too far for you will see nothing.
It is easy to see the glow but hard to recognize the awakening of silence.
To understand possible means to understand impossible.
All dust is the same dust. Temporarily separated To go peacefully And enjoy the eternal nap.