Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought! Why do you stay in prison When the door is so wide open?
There is a life-force within your soul, seek that life.
Actually, your soul and mine are the same. We appear and disappear with each other.
We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust.
Maybe you are searching among the branches, for what only appears in the roots.
Whatever purifies you is the right path, I will not try to define it.