I went up the mountain to practice,
there was nothing added.

I built a hut on that mountain,
rain still fell on my head.

I toiled tirelessly to feed myself,
I was still hungry.

I've come back down happy to find my family, who was always there,
whole in practice, safe and secure with support and full with the Dharma.

Thank you for your patience and persistence,

Nine bows,

Dokan