In an endless silence even screams sound silent.
Nothing reminds us of an awakening more than rain.
If emptiness is empty, how can something be borne or awaken from it?
When the long bygone Lee Po wanted to say something, he could do it with only a few words.
No reason for a feverish rush For we will all arrive in the same place At the right time. Justice will be served. There will be no better or worse, No big and small, no rewards, no punishment, No guilt, no judges, no hierarchies; Only silent equality.
Get close to grass and you’ll see a star.