By: Evan Yang

I often travel during storms

When my eyes are blinded by the rain

I see eternity go by in an instant,

the autumns of many years in a single leaf

Once, my journey brought me to the mountains

I looked out with the clouds beneath my feet

And only the gentle breeze murmuring in my ears

As I sat among the peaks with the world to admire

The highest mountain is a clear and enlightened heart

Here, there is no self, no hatred, no regrets, and no desires

Let’s embark on a journey, for I am the breeze

We will meet again, no matter how far along the road

Life has just begun, and maybe, the whole world can be my home