What does infinity mean to you? Are you not infinity and yourself?
Through a forest of challenges, thought moves and squirms, resisting beguilements; if it endures, it emerges pure.
Will the day tell its secret Before it disappears, Becomes timeless night.
Beyond all vanities, fights, and desires, omnipotent silence lies.
Nothing is made, nothing disappears. The same changes, at the same places, never stopping.
When the long bygone Lee Po wanted to say something, he could do it with only a few words.