Words cannot express things...speech cannot convey the spirit, swayed by words one is lost. One cannot carry darkness on the great path.

Lightening flashed, sparks shower, in one blink of your eyes you have mis-seen.

When the mind is opened, the spirit is freed and the body matters not.

I only know a snowflake cannot exist in a storm of fire.

All roads eventually lead to the great path. Many cross on the way.