Four words crystallize the spirit in the space of energy.

In the sixth month white snow is suddenly seen to fly.

At the third watch the sun's disk sends out blinding


In the water blows the wind of the Gentle.

Wandering in heaven, one eats the spirit-energy of

the Receptive.

And the still deeper secret of the secret:

The land that is nowhere, that is the true home...

The Hui Ming Ching