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The Cypress stands still against 
the creaking and crumbling foliage 
the Cypress is cautious in the 
continual wind. It's two 
main branches keep the thousands 
of others aloft and in dreamy 
comfort, the wind singing 
a woodland lullaby of a few 
dozen notes. One of the branches 
spoke to the other. I am the 
law, the jurisprudence, the 
physical path to the Way. All
follow my edicts and directions 
for I am the first branch 
seen by the travelers. All 
know my ways, emulate me!
The other large branch, swayed 
in agreement to what the other 
had spoken. Indeed you are 
important, it is however sad 
that most pilgrims on the 
Way, do not know me at all. 
For I too lead men along 
the path, being the internal 
teacher of the Way. The Heart, 
inner dimensions, and the 
feelings of the soul are 
my lessons. Some know me 
by many names and some 
emulate me. However 
some wish to cut me down 
and just focus on me, while 
others wish to sever me 
and burn me, reduce me to 
nothing more then an ashen 
memory. Both large branches 
sighed a breezy sigh, praying 
that all along the Way
would remember them both. 
That this journey you need 
both External/Internal, Law/
Spirituality and Mind, Heart
and Soul only with the full 
picture, will the vision be seen.

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