those who awaken
never rest in one place.
like swans, they rise
and leave the lake.
on the air they rise
and fly an invisible course,
gathering nothing, storing nothing.
their food is knowledge.
they live upon emptiness.
they have seen how to break free.
who can follow them?
only the master.
such is purity.
like a bird,
he rises on the limitless air
and flies an invisible course.
he wishes for nothing.
his food is knowledge.
he lives upon emptiness.
he has broken free.
// excerpt from 'vii the master' from the dhammapada
