An oak tree does not know the word compassion, yet it provides shade and shelter to all.
It has never attended a seminar on Pranayama, yet it breathes deeply.
It does not speak of generosity, yet it provides countless acorns for the squirrels to hide away.
It does not think, it only lives.
It does not strive, yet it is magnificent.
Stop striving, empty yourself of endless words, and uncover the perfect enlightened being you have always been.