A monk came to say good bye to Ch'an master Niaowo (Bird's Nest). He said:
-Thank you, Sir, for everything you've done for me. Now I got to go.
-Where will you go?
-Any place where I can learn Buddha dharmas.
Being by myself I do not talk and most of the time is spent listening to the sound of silence where everything once covered up by words now takes form and gets attention so that freedom now abides in everything once lost.