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Traveler, there is no path. paths are made by walking
Mankind owns four things
that are no good at sea:
rudder, anchor, oars
and the fear of going down.
I love Jesus, who said to us:
Heaven and earth will pass away.
When heaven and earth have passed away,
my word will remain.
What was your word, Jesus?
Love? Forgiveness? Affection?
All your words were one word:
Wakeup.
All our efforts must tend towards light.
Caminante, son tus huellas Wanderer, your footsteps are
el camino, y nada más; the road, and nothing more;
caminante, no hay camino, wanderer, there is no road,
se hace camino al andar. the road is made by walking.
Al andar se hace camino, By walking one makes the road,
y al volver la vista atrás and upon glancing behind
se ve la senda que nunca one sees the path
se ha de volver a pisar. that never will be trod again.
Caminante, no hay camino, Wanderer, there is no road -
sino estelas en la mar. Only wakes upon the sea.
Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt - marvellous error! -
that a spring was breaking
out in my heart
I said: Along which secret aqueduct
Oh water, are you coming to me,
water of a new life
that I have never drunk?
Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt - marvellous error! -
that I had a beehive
here inside my heart.
And the golden bees
were making white combs
and sweet honey
from my old failures.
Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt - marvellous error! -
that a fiery sun was giving
light inside my heart.
It was fiery because I felt,
warmth as from a hearth,
and sun because it gave light
and brought tears to my eyes.
Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt - marvellous error! -
That it was God I had
here inside my heart.
Is my soul asleep?
Is my soul asleep?
Have those beehives that work
in the night stopped? And the water-
wheel of thought, is it
going around now, cups
empty, carrying only shadows?
No, my soul is not asleep.
It is awake, wide awake.
It neither sleeps nor dreams, but watches,
its eyes wide open
far-off things, and listens
at the shores of the great silence.
Wayfarer, the only way is your footsteps,
there is no other.
Wayfarer, there is no way,
you make the way as you go.
As you go you make the way
and stopping to look behind,
you see the path that your feet will never travel again.
Wayfarer, there is no way -
only foam trails in the sea.
Caminante, no hay camino, se hace camino al andar. (Walk, there is no path, the path is made by walking.)
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