The Answer of all Questions, deep,
Too wide to hold, too vast to keep.
It burns the tongue, it breaks the mind,
It leaves all names and forms behind.
The Truth of Truth is not a sound,
Not sky, not earth, not thought, not ground.
It is the Flame behind the flame,
The One with neither face nor name.
No “I”, no “You”, no self to see —
Just Silence wrapped in Mystery.
Before all birth, beyond all breath —
The Truth that even conquers death.
