The Path
 The soul is a  wanderer  Why  weep for its loneliness?  Free yourself from the bonds of life  Such that nothing then affects   Were you born with something in your hands  That you seek to hold on to?  Raise yourself past the six limitations  And then on your senses you can hold onto   Know that this too shall pass  Permanency of the world is a myth  Delve deep into the depths of the soul  And you will find the absolute truth   Tread the lands as if walking on water  Be in this world but not of it  See everything to be equal, but judge nothing  Identify what is the crux of this world, the gist