The World Is A Mountain, In Which

Every Forest Branch Moves Differently In The Breeze, But As They Sway They Connect At The Roots.

Love Is A Tree; And Lovers Are Its Shade.

Don't Make The Body Do What The Spirit Does Best, And Don't Put A Big Load On The Spirit That The Body Could Easily Carry.

Some Huge Work Goes On Growing. How Could One Person´s Words Matter? Where You Walk Heads Pop From The Ground. What Is One Seed Head Compared To You? On My Death Day I´ll Know The Answer. I Have Cleared This House, So That Your Work Can, When It Comes, Fill Every Room. I Slide Like An Empty Boat Pulled Over The Water.

It's Your Road & Yours Alone. Others May Walk It With You, But No One Can Walk It For You