Traveler: “Master, please help me. I have pondered the question and my mind aches from trying to work out the answer.”
Master: “Little one, the mind was not created to work out the answer; the answer comes from the heart. The mind’s job is to ask. Since you have worked, struggled, and now requested assistance, I will provide the answer.
It matters not to the songbird
If other birds are there to hear its song.
The song and sweet melody
Arise from the heart and the notes must be sung.
The mountains, lakes, flowers and streams
Sway to the bird’s song;
They listen with an inner ear.
It is the same
With a person’s life.
Each has a song to sing
And it matters not
If others are there
And hear the tune.
For it is the song of creation.
This song must be sung
And in the singing is the joy.
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