Heart of the forest is always silent.
Heart of the forest includes always the whole.
There is night or day, forests remain forests,
mountains remain mountains, brooks remain brooks.
Behind the murmur of the world,
silenc waits always there.
Good and evil differ only on the surface,
in the deep everything fuses.
With death the waves disappear.
The sides of the coin dissolve,
the black and the white,
the fire and the water cease.
The world is a great wanderer.
It flows forever, emanates and withdraws forever.
Heart of the forest swallwos contradictions,
and from chaos order comes into being.