No past, no future
Just like the deep river running quiet
There is no hurry
Only the movement
It’s the voice of top of mountain.
In anytime
The mountain is calling
And I am listening
My mind is like water, shapeless, and difficult to see
It's like the driving force of the living…
My time is now
of the gentle breathing
on the birds' wings
flying freely in the clear blue sky
And the bird incidentally dropped its shadow into the sparkling river.
TNTQ
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