When will a part of the world leave the world? Tell me, when will moisture escape from water when one leaps from two?
No fire dies from another fire, my son. My heart, do not let love's blood make my blood flow.
No matter how much I fled, my shadow did not separate from me. The shadow is my agent, even if I become as thin as a hair.
Only the sun has the power to dispel shadows. It increases or decreases them; seek this from the sun.
Even if you chase shadows for two thousand years, in the end, you will see you are behind and it is ahead.
Your crime became your service, your pain became your blessing. Your candle became your darkness, your bond became your search.
I would explain, but it would break your heart. When the glass of the heart breaks, mending it is of no use.
You need both shadow and light; listen to me. Bow your head and stretch out before the tree of piety.
When wings and feathers grow from the tree of His grace, act like pigeons and do not coo.
The owl goes into the water, and the snake cannot reach it. It cries out to inform the snake of its location.
Even if the cunning owl cries out like a snake, its weak owl nature reveals itself through its voice.
If the owl were silent, the snake would become its prey. When it retreats to a corner, it becomes a treasure and a store.
When the treasure becomes a store of gold, it does not diminish in the earth. The store becomes the treasure of the soul when it reaches the treasure of the spirit.
Shall I end this speech or press it further? The decision is yours; who am I, O gentle king?