Shall the boat without a current never move.
Shall the fish with which has the desire not to feed slow down till dead.
Shall the giver and believer look at the bamboo and listen to the wind.
May the enraged spill oil on themselves.
May the bold and scared let thine water rush over them.
Let one look out on to the sea and there find treasure greater than you think could be.
Let the mountains look up to what be greater then them.
Let clouds calm those which have fear.
and let the sea stop and think of the sand.