Like life, the road never ends.
Move ahead, not with valor or weapons,
But with the unending smile, cheer and joy.
Walk alone into the infinite space of solitude,  
Submit to the crowd and the symphony of chaos,
Over the parched lands and the desert,
Only to resume the journey to the infinite.
On the way, never be betrayed by the treacherous mind,
Beyond the magnifying sadness,
When the sorrows and misery are unmasked,
There is the unending space of infinite joy.

Every day when the sun peep through the window,
Greet yourselves in mirth, as you have not arrived.
Without a compass or guide,
The road will reveal itself into the perennial spring of joy.
As hope, the unwinding journey never ends.
You will never arrive, you only travel.