A true adept is of no rank--
He gets neither gratuity
Nor penalty; for, in him,
There is no clue as he does
Only what he should do.
He does not haste to enjoy
The taste of life, excessively
Drawing upon his vital force.
It is also said that he
Who knows how to live,
For a time of wayfaring
In the foreign lands,
Comes across no bandits
Or hardship on his way;
And if it comes to pass,
He remains untouched
By the arms of trouble.
For, in him, the troubles find
No point to pierce him thru,
As there is simply no room
For them to enter. This is
The reason why he always
Finds a way out. . .
What a piece of slick crap
He is in the eyes of others!
Ron