“When two Zen masters meet, whoever speaks first has fallen from his status. Days may pass by; they may
eat together, they may look around at the beauty in the sunset and in the morning and in the starry night,
but nobody is going to say a single word. Not saying a single word and remaining just a mirror…..The
mirror never says anything about the reflection, neither does the lake. The moon may be beautiful, the
moon is reflected the lake should dance with joy. Similar is the case with consciousness. At its ultimate
peak works are left far below, as if you have risen above the clouds. The moment you bring any word in,
you have spoiled the whole communication.
If somebody asks you, “what is truth?”
show him your silence.
Show him your fragrance, show him your love.
Share with him your presence.”