A Bittersweet Life

On a one fine spring day, there is  a master with some of his disciples in the middle of a fine meadow.

One of his disciples observes  the branches that is blowing by the wind. He asked his master, is that the branches or the wind that is moving?

His master, without looking or glancing to neither his pupil or where his pupil was pointing, smiled as said:

“That which moves is neither the branches nor the wind, it’s your heart and mind.”


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